J. Ralph - Hell and back again | Текст песни

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shot in the hip and left for dead
in come the iron birds from overhead
i overheard that Sharp is dead as night
looks like rain even when there's sun
maybe its just the blood from the wound
that fills my face and stains my hands, is it mine

when we were handsome and brave
staying up all through the night
back to back in a bed of dirt, we did lay
to be young and in love but only make it halfway home
that's what its like when you've been to hell and back
that's what its like if you live through hell and back

handing out lies and taking names
looking at volunteers for pretty graves
i haven't seen a lemonade stand for years or days
two by two in tire tracks
we're walking along in deserted packs
praying there's no dirty blast today

when we were handsome and brave
staying up all through the night
back to back in a bed of dirt we did lay
to be young and in love but only make it halfway home
that's what its like when you've been to hell and back
that's what its like if you live through hell and back

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