Woorden: Serj Tankian. Falling Stars.
Please raise your child today
The way that you were born to play
The way that we all disappeared
Allowing us to shatter fears
Pain, your every step
When you fooled enough to want to die
When you cry
You will find
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain
Please raise your child today
The way that you were told to play
The way that we all disappeared
Allowing us to shatters fears
Pain, your every step
When you fooled enough to want to die
When you cry
You will find
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain
In an arrested silence (In an arrested silence),
We plead to our insane gods (We plead to our insane gods),
And their voices in our heads (Their voices in our heads),
Like the silence in the woods,
To stop appeasing man
And his cruel culture of economic global domination (domination).
The balance remains between
That which is sought by the few (WEAPONS!), PROFIT,
And that which is sought by the most, PEACE (Oh, peace).
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain every night
I can't believe that you wanted me so much pain, every
(Grazie a moga2003 per questo testo)
The way that you were born to play
The way that we all disappeared
Allowing us to shatter fears
Pain, your every step
When you fooled enough to want to die
When you cry
You will find
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain
Please raise your child today
The way that you were told to play
The way that we all disappeared
Allowing us to shatters fears
Pain, your every step
When you fooled enough to want to die
When you cry
You will find
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain
In an arrested silence (In an arrested silence),
We plead to our insane gods (We plead to our insane gods),
And their voices in our heads (Their voices in our heads),
Like the silence in the woods,
To stop appeasing man
And his cruel culture of economic global domination (domination).
The balance remains between
That which is sought by the few (WEAPONS!), PROFIT,
And that which is sought by the most, PEACE (Oh, peace).
Falling stars, drain every night
Falling stars, drain every night
I can't believe that you wanted me so much pain, every
(Grazie a moga2003 per questo testo)
Serj Tankian
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