Слова:
The Ghost Inside The Brave

kill, its dead and gone. Now please just forget me. Famous or, infamous I've made my mark and this is where I stand. I have heard bravery is a ghost

kill, its dead and gone. Now please just forget me. Famous or, infamous I've made my mark and this is where I stand. I have heard bravery is a ghost

My sword is my name my name is my quitter My heart in your hands leads me the way Heroes are gone the ghost and the godsend spiritual signs fading away

to be brave 'cause when I'm brave other people feel brave but I feel like my heart is caving in I'm trying to be brave 'cause when I'm brave other people

muscle But the emptiness is what bleeds you to death when it cuts you And it's the lawyers, not the inmates scheming to fuck you Trying to fight the system from inside

is torn down And the fences are gone The Idaho wind blows The topsoil away every Spring I still see the ghosts Of the people I knew long ago Inside

You look them in the eye To show them you're brave But no one but me knows That you're just a slave To this part in the play You never mean what you

been ill since back in the days Rockin' shell-toed addidas with rags for my waves Flipmode be the unit now I'm playin' for the braves I'm hardcore nigga

'bout white hands of fate, I don't deserve The bedroom ghost, how long to sleep Perchance to drown, we have been old together No inside joke, this I