From This Day (Live) (исполнитель: Machine Head)
Go, 1,2,3,4, Yeah, Yeah, You gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth aint gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold Of withered life thats past so gray and old Cause all the pain that thats filled these eyes you see Has made them bleed just recently Tears that made me Ashamed to be me But that gave me Strength to see me Made a spark that Lit the dark Let me shine [bad word] Time to see, believe this in me This pain that i feel deep inside Cause its time when [bad word] together, peel together Better now so do it now or never I fall sleep to freeways far from here Spend half the night just drinking beer From this day on shall be the words My flesh and bones shall make it heard Dont you test Ill have to mess with you Do my best so [bad word] the rest of you One of these days You'll see I've always been right [bad word] I can feel this pain is real I never wanted anything from you, you And it makes me glad When i see the sun And it makes me sad When you feel my one And i thank my god Got a girl like you And i thank my god Did you save me [bad word]