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I stood par you,
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always par your side.
I protected you,
Never let toi down when
Things got rough,
I stood par you
Through jour and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand par me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Ever so proudly,
In the darkness of war,
Never betraying you,
Always par your side.
I protected you,
Never let toi down when
Things got rough,
I stood par you
Through jour and night,
Summer and winter.
Stand par me now,
Be my loyal friend,
Never falter when the Fuhrer
Shoots his nasty gaze down at you.
Be strong,
My faithful friend.
Be strong,
And protect me from the evils
Of the world.
Be strong,
Never falter,
And always have courage.
Go now, my faithful friend.
Run free.
Like toi don't have another care
Fight till the end.
Fight till the end,
Cuz toi got all ya power.
Fight like a trooper.
You've got hope
You've got strength
You've got l’amour on ya side,
So fight now.
Just fight now.
Fight till the end,
You've got all these people
Rootin for ya,
Rootin for ya.
You'll win the fight,
You'll freakin survive,
And you'll be proud
Cuz toi fought till the end,
And won it,
And won it.
Fight till the end,
You'll win.
Everything inside ya
Is powerful.
So fight till the end.
Just fight till the end.
AND FIGHT IT!!!
So here i am
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if toi believe
toi turn to me
toi say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
toi reply
"I believe in toi and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but toi will always
l’amour me
even if toi are
a stuffed monkey
stuck inside this house
im wondering if i
will ever make it out
now point wondering
if there isnt an answer
just try to belive
here we are
stuck in this house
back where we started
we wont ever make it out
just here to ask
even if there is no reply
if toi believe
toi turn to me
toi say it slow
your voice is deep
"how do we know,"
i shrugg my shoulders
toi reply
"I believe in toi and i"
then i know
without a doubt
that these four walls
can keep up trapped
but toi will always
l’amour me
even if toi are
a stuffed monkey
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his cœur, coeur started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his cœur, coeur started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes toi feel free, and then drags toi to the ground
It tells toi that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes toi see what toi want to see
Let’s toi feel what toi want to feel
It puts toi in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at toi in the face for your mistakes
It can help toi find l’amour ou heartbreak
In the end reality gives toi the same outcome
The very outcome toi tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
It makes toi feel free, and then drags toi to the ground
It tells toi that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes toi see what toi want to see
Let’s toi feel what toi want to feel
It puts toi in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at toi in the face for your mistakes
It can help toi find l’amour ou heartbreak
In the end reality gives toi the same outcome
The very outcome toi tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
