the world as it is But I'm not willing to lay down and die Because I am an innocent man I am an innocent man Oh yes I am An innocent man
Ashes of the innocent, The end for you and me. Darkened screams of agony, Are begging set me free. Mourning all your loved ones, As their bodies turn
venir ben high La seul chose qu'il fume c'est des extra light La seul chose qu'il boit c'est la maudite Dry Innocent, innocent, reveillez-vous donc Innocent, innocent
Heiio, Heia, Heiio, Hei-Ha (chant) (yelling) Heia, Yazzase, Azawuh, Azawuh, Nah (2x) Nanananananananananana Seraza mana, ukere kana, Seraza mana (
da da For the little girl inside who won't just hide Don't let me see mistakes and lies Let me keep my faith and innocent eyes My innocent eyes
the golden sun Oh , the love they knew, bore no heavy chains She was coy, played games with her little boy On his heart she signed her name Innocent
something we cannot foresee An eye for and eye A tooth for a tooth Til all that's left is the fucking truth Chorus Behind the walls of innocence
kind; Just one more taste of those innocent times. As I look around I pray, Lord be kind; Just one more taste of those innocent times, Just one more taste of those innocent
dans les champs de ble Je tuerai le chasseur qui les tuera Je te tuerai meme si c'etait toi Et la violence de ces paroles De cette chanson d'innocence
to God Help them be strong And now we stand together Remembering that day The lives we live Will never be the same And we don't know why The innocent
Your ground is deep my greed is deeper I can see everything nothing?s between us you will see through my eyes I will see through your veins don?t you
Innocent kids! Young, dumb, and naive Told when to come and when to leave Used and abused, like a bad habit does Then accepted and neglected like and
total disregard for the facts I'd run away and never get back From my innocent world Innocent innocent innocent world Innocent innocent innocent world Innocent innocent innocent world Innocent innocent innocent
chair you can borrow and a church to sell That the wind blows cold across the back of the master and the kitchen help There?s a big pile of innocent