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                                        The foreigner  

people tell me 'bout the time they're waiting
it's gettin' cold despite the sun
people warned me 'bout the rotton fragments
they're facing up untill they run
with their broken lies for truth i guess by now they're
jaded
feel the time on you as we all get faded
then i looked at you, i can sence your fear
stories left us on a crowded papers
history left us all behind
i can feel there is no love to trade with                  
           all the hate on equal lines                    
                     
with their broken lies for truth i guess by now they're
jaded
you've got to feel the time on you 'till we all get faded
broken lies, broken lies, broken lies

still we say we cannot talk this over
still our fathers bleedin' inside
and if we stay out here where the dark gets colder  
then should we scared from all that we hide
for the last time- deal it alone
for the last time- leave when the dark gets colder

once again we have to line those borders
as we still screaming to get by
the pride we hope to have is near our shoulders
but if we wake up it'll be gone
now close your eyes for truth as we complaining
and feel the life on you as the door is slamming