It's not the fear,
Not here, not now,
Not for me to you,
Standing for us.
Everyone's tired,
You stand before us all,
Nothing to lose,
I'll follow you into hell.
Not my conscience,
Not my heart,
Not my help,
Not my start.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
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