Papercuts - Future Primitive ( OST Manhattan) | Текст песни

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I'm a soldier in the world
But we'll leave it all someday
Whats the use in trying to hide
Where we came from anyway
We are born to this world
Out alone from the beyond
When it's time to return
I wont be looking in the mirror

Future primitive
The ones you left behind
Are still with you my dear
Alive, but half dead
We are here and we're gone
It's our work that marches on

Well we crossed the river once
And we'll do it once again
The valley it will open
And the mountains fall to their knees
Take the good from the past
And leave the rest behind
What you wanted was your life
But you'll get something more

Future primitive
The ones you left behind
Are still with you my dear
Alive and half dead
We are here and we're gone
It's our work that marches on

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