Who's gonna tell you when It's too late? Who's gonna tell you things Aren't so great? You can't go on Thinkin' nothing's wrong, ohh no Who's gonna drive
Grandma got run over by a reindeer Walking home from our house Christmas eve. You can say there's no such thing as Santa, But as for me and Grandpa,
Who's gonna tell you when It's too late? Who's gonna tell you things Aren't so great? You can't go on thinkin' Nothing's wrong, [Incomprehensible] Who
Who's gonna tell you when it's too late? Who's gonna tell you things aren't so great? You can't go on, thinking nothing's wrong Who's gonna drive
I'm bleeding I don't think I can go on I'm dying My last breath has come and gone Pity the man Searching in the sky Looking for a sign from above And
I was in the background Fading out to the fuel She was on the front lines Shouting "Start up the room" I want to get closer But there's nothing I can
Through the rain you come stones in the road You're a champion from another world Eat yourself fitter, better stay strong You're the only one knows how
I'm on a B road heading for the sea To see if hands across the ocean shake or wave (See if hands across the ocean shake or wave) Through the whiplash
[music: SipilA¤ & CHARON, lyrics: LeppA¤luoto] No trace, No hollow place at the destination you go. This kind of a hell ain't worth of you. So, Burn
I don't claim to know it all I've had some wins, I've had some falls The road is long and time is short I don't wanna spend too much time in thought
Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I cant help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer It's driven
They shouldn't be driving day or night They can't think left, they can only think right The sun reflects off their bald head Like Ian Stuart they're
War profiteering (is killing us all!) Capitalistic intent gone wild, How much further down will we alive? Death of 1000 we have mourned, Capitalist scumbag
What have you achieved now you're old Did you fulfill ambition, do as you were told Or are you still doing the same this year Should I give sorrow, or
Drive, I'm gonna do what I want And I don't care about the rest And if I fall I will get up I will deliver my best This will be a lonely road But it'
A weapon of fire, emotions mistrust And they're still lying, they won't be to pushed Call me to freedom, too much to bear Take me to reason and I'll fly
Hey, little girl, or really are you a little girl? I remember meeting you on the scene, I fell for you though you're just fourteen. Hey Lolita, if you
Tears fall down and wash the dirt away Sky opens up to cry a while Too many tortured memories to pass the time The sun never shows its face Steel