Faron Young şarkı sözleri
How hard it is
to protect yourself
from hatred
you cant understand
dedication to destruction
is their unholy plan
No corprate scenes
they move in a mist
try to shake thier hands
while their slicing your wrists
killers beyond comprehentions of our minds
how cowards could burn up blood in the skies
blood in our eyes
on 9-11-01
Planes exploding in the sky
No one knows the reasons why
Hold my little baby tight
make me wanna cry
and find a way
to carry on
