the runts! (punk) - fence walker lyrics
the stress
it’s coming out my chest
the torture and pain it doesn’t make sense
believe with your eyes what you despise
your silence and inaction meets its demise
weak minds
so you thought
try your luck
with your god
ash to ash, dust to dust
we’re all gonna die so we have to fight for something
though it might be nothing
but it’s gotta something
visions of death
meet no end
lying in peace
all to pretend
ash to ash, dust to dust
we’re all gonna die so we have to
fight for something
though it might be nothing
but it’s gotta be something
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