Standing at the deadline
And realizing nothing
Drawing the extreme sign
We're breathing hard and caughing
Looking at the sunrise
Remebmer our childhood
Falling back in those lies
We told when were in bad mood
[chorus]
So, what's the hell is going on
We ran the war that can't be won
Can't find the key to stop the fear
Can't find the words to make it clear
It's our fault, we're all to blame
Have gone to far from pride to shame
Start world campaign for peace and die
It's our fault we crossed the line
Lying on the wet grass
We're looking at the sky
Like looking through plate glass
Reflect, but we can't fly
Standing at the deadline
© Copyright: Артем Данилов, 2006
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