Bayside - The Walking Wounded
I`m Weak Like A One-armed Boxer Throwing Punch After Punch After Punch I, I Give In I`m So Dumb, I`m Surprised When They Duck Scared, Paired Walking Soldiers. We`re All Wounded Anyway In Our Respective Ways Scientists They Couldn`t Fix Me I`m So Tired Of Getting Out Of Bed But Who Would Want To Die As A Cowardly Little Child? When Our Time Is Up, Will We Be Ashamed Or Proud? You Stretch The Truth Like A Crooked Salesman Telling Lie After Lie After Lie, But Where`s The Line? You Burn Bridges, You`re Breaking Down Dams Scientists They Couldn`t Fix Me I`m So Tired Of Getting Out Of Bed But Who Would Want To Die As A Cowardly Little Child? When Our Time Is Up, Will We Be Ashamed Or Proud? Let`s Take This Train For One Last Stop, I Know It`s Not The End, But It Can`t Be That Far Scientists They Couldn`t Fix Me I`m So Tired Of Getting Out Of Bed But Who Would Want To Die As A Cowardly Little Child? When Our Time Is Up, Then Our Time Is Up Scientists They Couldn`t Fix Me I`m So Tired Of Getting Out Of Bed Who Would Want To Die As A Cowardly Little Child? When Our Time Is Up, Will We Be Ashamed Or Proud?
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