Testo Survivor - AMIT

Survivor

Survivor, Survivor, Survivor, Survivor.

You told me lies are golden,
You lay me seven foot below,
You left this town to make sure,
We were never coming back to this place, to this place

You showed me crimes of anger,
You left me stranded on my own,
I burnt this town to make sure,
You were never coming back to this place, to this place.

And I can rise up again,
Brush the debris off,
Like a hurricane drifting to another plain,
looking for survivors,
Surviv ah ah ahh.

Survivor, Survivor, Survivor, Survivor.