Here On In

South

It's a sold life 
Sun rise on the back of an old life 
Borrowed the style if the time's right 
Cut all the ties in your foresight 
You're only slaving in your own mind 

But still life makes your heart 

It's a cold life 
Died in the back of a landslide 
Caught in the web swallowed your pride 
If your not certain then don't dive 
The corner your eyes the sunrise 

I've lost more inside than the spirit that's died 
In my state of mind what I've got to decide (rely on) 
Here on in 

Controlled types 
Types that lay back and pay no mind 
Constantly burning their own kind 
It means more to me than to stay and fight 
I've lost more like that than I care to right 

I've lost more inside than the spirit that's died 
In my state of mind what I've got to decide (rely on) 
Here on in


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