Songtexte von - Billy Talent -

RED FLAG

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Well I've never seen us act like this
Our only hope is the minds of kids
And they'll show us a thing or two

Our only weapons are the guns of youth
It's only time before they tighten the noose
And then the hunt will be on for you

The Red Flag waving never meant the same
No... The Red Flag waving never meant the same

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Like the smallest bee packs a sting
Like a pawn checkmates a King
We'll attack at the crack of dawn

Build a ladder if there's a wall
Don't be afraid to slip and fall
Speak for yourself or they'll speak for you

The Red Flag waving never meant the same
No... The Red Flag waving never meant the same, no

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Like a fire
Don't need water
Like a jury
Needs a liar
Like a riot
Don't need order
Like a madman
Needs a martyr

We don't need them [x8]

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain
The Red Flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don't need today
When they live in the sins of yesterday

we don't need them Cast off the crutch
that kills the pain
(we don't need them) The Red Flag
waving never meant the same
(we don't need them) The kids of tomorrow
don't need today
(we don't need them) When they live in
the sins of yesterday

we don't need them Cast off the crutch
that kills the pain
(we don't need them) The Red Flag
waving never meant the same
(we don't need them) The kids of tomorrow
don't need today
(we don't need them) When they live in
the sins of yesterday

We don't need them!!
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FALLEN LEAVES

In a crooked little town,
they were lost & never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground

I hitched a ride, until the coast
to leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something ,
I couldn´t find at home

Can´t get no job, can you spare a clime?
Just an more hit & i´ll be fine
I swear to god, this i´ll be my one last time!

In a crooked little town,
they were lost & never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground

When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!

In a crooked little town,
they were lost & never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground

Run away before you drown,
or the Street will beat you down

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground

I never once throught,
I´d ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalkes, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did
they just leave me?

In a crooked little town,
they were lost & never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground

Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves
on the ground
__________________________________________________
DEVIL IN A MIDNIGHT MASS

A davil in a midnight mass
he preyed bihind strained glass
a memory of sunday class
Resirrected fron the past

Hold your bream and count to four
Pinky swears don´t work of more
Footsteps down the hallway floor,
getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I´m singing...

Silent Night... for the rst of my life
Silent Night... for the rest of my life
Violent Knight... at the edge of your knife
"Forgive me father"... don´t make it right
Silent Night... for the rest of my life
Silent Night... at the edge of your knife
Youßre guilty!

A devil in a midnight mass,
killed the boy inside the man
the holy water in his hands,
can never wash away his sins

Hold your bream and count to four
Pinky swears don´t work of more
Footsteps down the hallway floor,
getting closer to my door
I was alive but now I´m singing...

Silent Night... for the rst of my life
Silent Night... for the rest of my life
Violent Knight... at the edge of your knife
"Forgive me father"... don´t make it right
Silent Night... for the rest of my life
Silent Night... at the edge of your knife
You´re guilty!

Whisper, whisper... don´t make a sound
your bed is made; it´s in the ground
__________________________________________________
THIS SUFFERING

Likea target drawn across my chest,
she´s a bullet in Russian Roulette
you said you´d never turn your back an me?
Rescue me! Rescue me!
Wopuld you stand by me, or bury me?
Bury me!

Wy don´t we end this lie?
I can´t pretend this time
I need a driend to find
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
This suffering!

Every time
you tried to leave me blind
you´ll never close my eyes,
you´ll never close my eyes & watch me die!

And when she spins the bottle round &round
Every time it leaves me gagges & bound
you said you´d never turn you back an me?
Rescue me! Rescue me!

Would you stand by me, or bury me?
Bury me!

Wy don´t we end this lie?
I can´t pretend this time
I need a driend to find
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
This suffering!

Misery, won´t get the best of me
´Cause now I´m calling, yes I´m calling on
your bluff
Throw down the card, i´ve had enough!

Wy don´t we end this lie?
I can´t pretend this time
I need a driend to find
My broken mind, before it falls to pieces...
This suffering!

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