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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