vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When you
in the pinta Sittin' here in the yarda, I do nada but wait Staring at the barb wire at the top of the gate Beyond that linea is mi familia and friends Everyday
a smile so innocent and a heart so militant Brain's got an ill intent so be intense Some friends at the margin Making summer streams harden All these
of life thats know to do damage to human eyesight I guess its true moneys the route of all evil cause crooked or legal its all manipulated by the eagle
christ and forces of life thats know to do damage to human eyesight I guess its true moneys the route of all evil cause crooked or legal its all manipulated