Toy Soldier (Esqarial)

Wrong choice's been made And I should have taken chance Instead of being on both sides of the fence When soaking wet I find the shelter from the rain The victory's claimed but life is slowly draining away Head or tails? Not a game In this crowd you feel alone Save your skin Pretend to win World's just a stage that we act upon Playing dead I cut thread To keep me away from all the things you've said A bigger part of wishbone's pulled By those who always scream for more After the whole damn trip I've drowned almost reaching the shore Vengeance Tastes better when served cold Lunatic Lie in ambush God knows I must get even with you Fed with the promises Honour and pride This is your big chance my little boy Now everything's painted black Fetters are broken One word never spoken That old dog can only bark Head or tails? Not a game In this crowd you feel alone Save your skin Pretend to win World's just a stage that we act upon Courage Is what you're made of Now I'm weak and feel betrayed Stabbed in the back Toy soldier who's always been a cannon-fodder