Pinksnotred

London 1954
Take one deep last breath Maybe it´s the last time that you can The sky just turned to grey And the trail of dead it left will lead you the way The city´s up in smoke and their voices call For an independent leader to tear this blackened wall down And in all my insecurity I gotta save my individuality Panic is a moving picture, that I am in! And you think of your last love And of the last lines That you read and of the times when the world was o.k. Maybe this could be the day to say What you never dared to say To make your worst friend your enemy. This could be the way to pretend That the world could be ok and go down standing The city´s set on fire and the voices still call For an independent leader to tear this blackened wall down Oh you can´t run and you can´t hide This is the place where we all gonna die So, what do you do with the last breath of this life Maybe this could be the day to say What you never dared to say To make your worst friend your enemy This could be the way to pretend That the world could be ok and go down standing And you think of your last love And of the last lines that you read And of the times when the world was o.k. From Letras Mania