Another city comes tumblin’ down
Another ocean makes a rumblin’ sound
Our generation is stained with crime
The next is bound to the time
I remember what my mama said
That our differences are all in our heads
Doesn’t matter what you’ve done before
We all wanna see what the future has in store
måndag 18 maj 2009
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