21h
My father curses at the men in charge,
He tells me they're driving the world into dust,
But doesn't he know,
That we're just not done for yet?
And whether or not they put Coke ads in the sky,
There will never come a day,
When we are too tired to fight for liberty.
He tells me they're driving the world into dust,
But doesn't he know,
That we're just not done for yet?
And whether or not they put Coke ads in the sky,
There will never come a day,
When we are too tired to fight for liberty.
I'm born to a new generation of fighters, those prepared to do what it takes to sculpt the world back to it's proper shape.
