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Through Fire
THROUGH FIRE
They humble you by things they say
they like to do it day by day
you may argue as you like - as you like
though you´re qualified there´s no job for you Mike
There is noway you can win this battle
no human worth they treat you like cattle
you are not the only one - only one
you´re one in a row then every job is gone
I go through fire, a burning soul
darkness surrounds me
won´t set me free
on my feet iron
on my hands chains
on the thirsty one it seldom rains
The weeks are no more than one day
one day is like a year you might say
there is just a big black hole - big black hole
right where your job had it´s place in your soul
I go through fire, a burning soul
darkness surrounds me
won´t set me free
on my feet iron
on my hands chains
on the thirsty one it seldom rains
No future but your life goes by
you tell them you´re too young to die
in their eyes, just a number - just a number
the dignity you once had they just tumble
I go through fire, a burning soul
darkness surrounds me
won´t set me free
on my feet iron
on my hands chains
on the thirsty one it seldom rains
(All rights reserved: Yvetta Eisenworth, Säffle,
author of 1,700 lyrics/songtexts (073 669 35 87)
Skriven av: Yvetta Eisenworth
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