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Woorden: Lostprophets. Betrayed. Where We Belong.

Oh, take these storms away
Start a brand new story.
I'll make it through each day
Singing death or glory.
Lord won't answer me
I won't let it bring me down.

I know these clouds are gray
That I am living under.
I know I'll be okay
With the rain or thunder.
I hear it calling me
I won't march into the sound.

Ooooooohhhhhhhhh, Woah.

I just get this feeling
You're holding me down.
And these answers I'm needing
I guess they're being smothered by the sound.
Of all this emotion
And all of this hate.
Still I keep searching for something to put my faith in, to find my place so I keep singing.

Oh, take these storms away
Start a brand new story.
I'll make it through each day
Singing death or glory.
Lord won't answer me
I won't let it bring me down.

Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh, Woah.

Hold on,
Hold on,
We'll move along.

Where we belong
Where we belong.
My heart, my soul.

I don't need a vision
I'd like to embrace.
And not only false promises, hopes and wishes.

To find my place
So I keep singing.

Oh, take these storms away
Start a brand new story.
I'll make it through each day
Singing death or glory.
Lord won't answer me
I won't let it bring me down.

Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh, Woah.

Where we belong
Where we belong
My heart, my soul.
We stand alone.

Hold on,
Hold on,
Where we belong.
My heart, my song.
We stand alone.

Hold on,
Hold on,
Where we belong.
My heart, my song.
We stand alone.

Hold on,
Hold on,
Where we belong.
My heart, my soul
YYEEAAAAHHHHHH!

Oh, take these storms away
Start a brand new story.
I'll make it through each day
Singing death or glory.
Lord won't answer me
I won't let it bring me down.