Born for This-FLATFOOT 56

Pull back the curtains, snap off the string This tired and lonely man is offering everything Tie up the main mast, boys, we’re going into the storm Passion’s not found in roses, but it’s in the thorns Farewell to the reckless, I want the real thing This life is knocking, son, open up and let the truth ring Posing is a past time, ring a bell for selfishness I’m through with fallacy, whatever happened to progress? (Push forward, I won’t stop, keep going till I drop) For this I was born—born, born for this (This time I give it all) For this I was born—born, born for this (Upright and standing tall) For this I was born—born, born for this (This time I give it all) For this I was born—for this (Can’t stop) To all my brothers, to all my brothers’ sons You can’t find freedom in money, it has to be won Spin your wheels in this graveyard, build your casket of chrome You’re on a road to nowhere, boy, and it’s taking you home (Push forward, I won’t stop, keep going till I drop) For this I was born—born, born for this (This time I give it all) For this I was born—born, born for this (Upright and standing tall) For this I was born—born, born for this (This time I give it all) For this I was born—for this (Can’t stop) No one told me I’d pay for this Drinking pleasure that’s turned to piss Standing firm on this sphere of sand King of the world, yet I see no land No one told me how to deal with this Shooting targets that don’t exist Standing firm while I sink in the mud My heart is pumping, but I have no blood For this I was born—born, born for this For this I was born—born, born for this For this I was born—born, born for this For this I was born—for this For this I was born—born, born for this (This time I give it all) For this I was born—born, born for this (Upright and standing tall) For this I was born—born, born for this (This time I give it all) For this I was born—for this (Go) [[Category:Flatfoot 56]]

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