Il testo della 16 crandles

Did not have a chance, fell into line
I'll rot down here for the meantime
Without a voice i'll never change
I slide back down this slope again

The second i began to see
I had my eyes ripped out and fed to me
Without a choice i'll never change
I slide back down this slope again

Until i leave i'd love to leave here
Until i leave alone

Following the wrong lines
Marching forward in the wrong time
Punch the clock, then the wall, punch the clock
It's a longer form of suicide

Slave to the grind and no surprise
I might drop dead in the meantime
Without a say i'll never change
I slide back down this slope again

Take the time to breathe it in
For everyday i'm born again
And maybe live a life of my own
Tear the face that pulls me down
The human race can march around
Voicing each and everyone's tone