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What's behind these broken walls? What fills this city? What's behind these broken walls? If I could mend this gap This city's permanent juxtaposition, The line between opulence and decay, A tight-rope sidewalks cut most every minute, The battle lines are drawn but players slowly fade away or stay and change. The battle's over, Who will stay? So fucking beautiful they say, they say So face forward we stand, Broken bodies, weathered hands, And this we've learned so well, That though they'll take us down, Together we're strong now! And we'll go out singing. It seems this current generation, Sufferers like their fathers never knew, While men in foreign lands feed their families, we stand, Face forward, face forward, These lines are drawn. Letras de canciones The battle's over, Who will stay? So fucking beautiful they say, they say What's behind these broken walls? What fills this city? What's behind these broken walls? The battle's over, Who will stay? So fucking beautiful they say, they say The battle's over, Who will stay? So fucking beautiful they say, they say So who is right and who is wrong? From Letras Mania