McFearless |
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"McFearless" Strain living with a name They get the best of me But I'm no walker away No complaint I got much to gain so they keep testing me And I keep feeding their face They could go off and hit the road What would I care? hell i ain't going nowhere I got the reigns and courage I was made of And they've got fake love So I know I must show It's my show I must go With my soul Not my hand Where I stand It's my role It's my soul Pearls and necklaces and girls and all the pretty things I ain't seeking to have It's safe to say if I don't get this out of me I might quite easily End up dead or just mad Cross my t's and try to dot my i's But that's just blinding me and I ain't living that way I roll my sleeves and make a better man of me Or I might easily Just give up on this show It's my show I must go With my soul Not my hand Where I stand It's my role It's my soul I must show It's my show I must go With my soul Not my hand Where I stand It's my role It's my soul It's my show [2x] [Thanks to Jon Webster ( Этот e-mail защищен от спам-ботов. Для его просмотра в вашем браузере должна быть включена поддержка Java-script ) for these lyrics] [Thanks to Этот e-mail защищен от спам-ботов. Для его просмотра в вашем браузере должна быть включена поддержка Java-script for correcting these lyrics] |
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