Throw my hands up Im gicing up the fight to prove them right
Gotta get away from myself, if Ill never make it out alive
This meaning is fleeting, just when we really need it
A building and nothing more, these empty walls are bound to fall
Throw my hands up, Ive been the first, Ill never make it out alive
Ire falling
I know were searching for the answers
And itre losing heart
Instead of backing out just put in your part
Searching for where we are going

INVIA LE CORREZIONI