Alba s touto skladbou:
Tribalism (Compilation),
Help!
the air turns black, the birds drop from the sky.
This eagle has landed,
I'm choking on your pride
And the walls are closing in,
And you don't appreciate that in my hands tonight, is where your fate lies
Her face drains...
[Stand] Stand up, take a bow you have, no reason to celebrate
[You're] You're lost in a labyrinth, scream now it's not too late...
Help!
the air turns black, the birds drop from the sky.
This eagle has landed,
I'm choking on your pride
And the walls are closing in,
And you don't appreciate that in my hands tonight, is where your fate lies
Her face drains...
[Stand] Stand up, take a bow you have, no reason to celebrate
[You're] You're lost in a labyrinth, scream now it's not too late...
Nothing seems to break the walls down, break the walls, down...
Nothing seems to break the walls down, break the walls, down...
We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls, down!
We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls, down!
[Well it looks like the end is nigh for our friends here, he's finding it hard to keep his head, especially with all these girls SCREEEAMING in his ear. We've got to ask ourselves do they deserve this? If anyone has anything to sa let them speak now or forever hold their peace.]
Yeah, stand! Will he make it out?
Hope he makes it out!
He's gonna make it out!
He's gotta make it out!
[Stand] Stand up!
[You're] You're lost!
In a labyrinth!
