Sore : I thought that life was just a game Now things will never be the same I need my wings back, I need my wings back.
I thought that life was just a game Now things will never be the same It's hard to choose between Reality and fame.
Dorian : I got to fight with knives, gunshots, knife blades, Carry shades stuff that everybody hates. But I'm still standin' I ain't pretendin' Cause life is more than an ordinary gambling You need to stand up, fight back Don't let your soul slowly turn black You're ready to attack Put you all back to a right track There's no running back So give your enemy a heart attack I was lost too (real) Take notes about the stuff You should do you gonna learn how to stay true, see through All the pain surrounding you You resume your dreams Spread your wings There's nothing else above you
Sore : I gotta fight, I gotta win My eyes can it's only dream (Wake up and breathe) Somebody save me from this hell (Wake up and breathe) Somebody save me from myself I gotta fight, I gotta try Right now escape from this painfull life (Get up and live) Somebody save from myself (Get up and live) Somebody save me now, save me from myself
Dorian : Save me from myself, from myself (Save me from myself) Somebody save me from myself. C'mon. (Save me from myself)
You gotta be your warrior, stand up! Got blessed you, have demise So straighten up this freakin' mess Break up from desktop Fight like a Jedi for the decency Be the rock star Don't lose yourself to the stress Say your prayers They just might help you To beat the other players And keep you safe From all the life invaders Hate and dictators Hate who stress behaviors You have no choice.
Refren
Sore : I thought that life was just a game now thing will never be the same I need my wings back, I need my wings back I thought that life was just a game now thing will never be the same It’s hard to choose between realïty and fame.