Lyrics

Save Save grace for a leap day No room for tears Outside this door Go, please daddy I'll show My Friday night bruises And I will fight this war Our home feels like a foreign land A land not safe from torment The promises of no man's land Will fail the sons and daughters Who fear to cross the borders The promises of no man's land When the heat is on The heat is on And the heat is on It's your pride, don't waste it up Burn Go and watch me burn Through the fire I will return Our home feels like a foreign land A land not safe from torment The promises of no man's land Will fail the sons and daughters Who fear to cross the borders The promises of no man's land When the heat is on The heat is on And the heat is on It's your pride, don't waste it up
Writer(s): Johannes Hans Sigmond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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