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Komponistar
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Sangtekst: Emery. Rock-n-rule.

This is a waking up, this is your final go
And I would never wanna see you get torn apart
I can't believe it, I can't believe you're a part of this world
You were a sick, sad man from the start

And now you?re not even worth my time

I can't be stopped, I'll just keep going all the way
You will try but you will fail, just say
It's over and it's done with

I drove around Chicago, headed to Champaign
I passed right through the country
Where the corn is as high as any God has ever made

I saw a man beside the road he said
"Excuse me, sir, I think I've lost my way?
And I told him as I pulled back on the road
And headed south, "I've got no time to waste?

I said, "I guess you don't have faith?
I guess you don't have faith
I guess you don't have faith
Does it matter anyway?

It's the way, it's the way you wanted
Everything, everything in its place
It's the way, in the way you wanted
Everything, everything in its place

I guess you don't have faith
I guess you don't have faith
I guess you don't have faith

This is a waking up, this is your final call
So don't you expect me to be there when you fall
When you fall