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Lletres: Hope Of The States. The Lost Riots. 66 Sleepers To Summer.


Blind men saw what no-one ever saw before
Someone with nothing standing on the edge of the earth
All roads lead to somewhere else
I know I lost my way

Don't make me leader, I'll lead you all wrong
Let me just sing sad songs to right all their wrongs
There ain't a change coming soon
Couldn't even save you, no saviour am I
They sold us out for nothing, there's something to say
It's getting worse every day

Empty hearts and winter riot hopeless blue
Ideas for falling why don't you just hold on?

Don't make me leader, I'll lead you all wrong
Let me just sing sad songs to right all their wrongs
There ain't a change coming soon
Couldn't even save us, no saviour am I
They sold us out for nothing, there's something to say
It's getting worse every day

Couldn't even save us, no saviour am I
It's always that for nothing, there's something to say
It's getting worse every day
I know I'm lying, but I can't let you down anymore
I'm not the one to lead you all
Hope Of The States