Tekster:
Sick Of It All Life On The Ropes

be strong and agree to disagree It's not a stretch, not at all To take a walk, a walk in your shoes To understand the other man at all Is the only chance

be free and easy I just don't work like that I'm not like that look into my eyes, it burns inside when I view the world I see the lies sometimes it can

up on our freedom Even as we're beaten to submission Even as they want achievements on their terms Rulings to be followed to the letter What a joke, it

When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to happen When we're on the brink We'd kill for something to do Another day, another night that seems

keep it I'll never hurt the ones I cherish so much I took it out on the wrong person I feel pathetic, guilty, and weak I took it out on the wrong person

learned my own way I just think I'm lucky to have made it out unscathed Now I'm thinking I resent the counsel that I lacked All the words I didn't hear

re fragile and soft Our surroundings are harsh Our surrondings are hostile The world takes what it wants Nobody's secure Nobody is safe Don't take it

It's the view from the surface Not above and not below It's great not to worry It's great to fake it for another day It's great not to worry But that

famous, I wouldn't trade it for the world And there's no regrets in life, how that sound This is the life When the champagne spills and the Rollie on