Текст песни outsiders - Forced March
outsiders - Forced March слова песни
the path is rough the front is farand I`m going there on forced marchthe rage`s so high that covers painthey`ll know my might before be slainI will make it without a scarbeyond the red zone on the chart`cause I`ve a gun in search for fameand my friend death who`s never latethey`ll die without any painI kown I`m insanebut life`s too short to...to be wastedI`m on a quest for fameand so I`m goin`on a forced... marchon a forced... marchon a forced... marchthe path is rough the front is farbut I`m still going on forced marchyes, it`s the war the life I choseand all I know is I can`t loseI won`t be late to the dateI am heading straight to my fateI know it`s not such a just causebut I will get the damn job doneI will make it without a scarbeyond the red zone on the chart`cause I`ve a gun in search for fameand my friend death who`s never latethey`ll die without any painI kown I`m insanebut life`s too short to...to be wastedI`m on a quest for fameand so I`m goin`on a forced... marchon a forced... marchon a forced... marchYeah, I`m insanebut I am goingon a forced... marchon a forced... marchon a forced... march