I heard all your lies and I heard your excuses
Do you take this man?
In sickness and in health
Black clouds rising overhead
The hands of death our souls
Every time I turn around,
You're talking about someone new
I got my pay the other day
I noticed a
Searching for the secret plan
It's their motive - they're
Trapped in a cell for years and years
These walls
Every moment I have my eyes on you
You lost
Ritchie was an old friend of mine
He took lots
Power in the hands, the hands of the few
Their
You - You got nowhere left to run
The battle
Here we are again divided as we fall
With no
The leaders today have their finger on the button
Mistakes
Why do we waste our lives?
When we can be so