Jose Mostajo - Treveler | Текст песни

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My fingers clutch a cross that's rarely worn
My footsteps steady towards a sinking sun
It's never easy but has to be done
Leave this town as forgotten and run

The sorry in their eyes
The worry in their minds
As the truth gets heavier

Collecting life into a box
All these fortune tellers never get it right
Sinking ships and burning bridges
To take the lead
This game you lose you die

The way that these things go
With a lack of faith and a level head
The world knows best when it spins in place
With a blindfold tied and their wants unsaid
I know its crazy but you know i can't comply
In the dead of the night with the thinkers away
I'll make it right

Your voice is losing strength
And i can see
That no ones stopping me


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