Текст песни Terrorvision - Jason
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When the cold wind blowsAnd the sarcasm cuts me againA young mans pride is torn upBy what he calls friendsAnd as he gets restless anger fills him with hateThen he grows reckless but its already too lateHe grabs his surroundings pulls them towards himLooks up to the heavens as he falls from graceIts four in the morning the silence is deafeningHe looks in the mirror and it spits in his faceCmon now jason its your life youre wastingIts your destination bye bye jasonCmon now jason youre leaving tomorrowYour trains in the station bye bye jasonCross my palms with silverIll cross the streets paved with goldJust say you never saw nothingAt least thats what youre toldCmon now jason its your life your wastingIts your destination bye bye jasonCmon now jason youre leaving tomorrowYour trains in the station bye bye jason