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Paroles: Lostprophets. The Fake Sound Of Progress. Kobraki.

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Say goodbye to you,
But it always dies taking it back to you in a hole,
So what ya gonna do now?
But ya got till sun down,
Don't look too good, don't look too bright,
Got it all, but wanna fight,
So how you gonna feel now?
But ya got till sun down,
Step in the car it's time to go,

You want it back, You fell off track,
A thousand knives left in my back,
Protecting me, Such an irony,
And I told you once I'd never leave,
And all I do, and all I see,
I'm true

So tell me why it all revolves around you
And i know in time what I must do
Now I know it's time for us to fade,
Sail like sorrow, want it all today, now...

Say whats wrong with you?
Got too much on your mind,
And you just don't know where you're going,
So how ya gonna feel now?
But ya got till sun down,
Don't look too good, don't look too bright,
Got it all, but wanna fight,
So how you gonna feel now?
But ya got till sun down,
Step in the car it's time to go,
You want it back,
You feel attack,

A thousand knives left in my back,
Protecting me, Such an irony,
And I told you once I'd never leave,
And all I do, and all I see,
I'm true

So tell me why it all revolves around you
And this time I know what I must do
Now I know it's time for us to fade,
Like sorrow, want it all today, now...

I feel fine now,
It's my time now,
I feel fine now,
It's my time now