With Honor - Perfect Stance | Текст Иностранной Песни
Hollowed out, empty, we've watched months erase the Memories of years It's not tradition, not meaningless ideals It's a fire, fire, that draws us near So
With Honor - Rethink, Return | Текст Иностранной Песни
One last time And then we will make the choice to Change our ways Man's greatest excuse has gotten hold of us It eats away at decisions and promises we made
With Honor - To Believe | Текст Иностранной Песни
Let's go back to square one again, it seems like we've all lost touch with what we all once loved so much... we've lost so much what happened to those sleepless
With Honor - Closets | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'll hold my tongue, There has been enough double talk to double cross every bridge we've ever walked. Watch them burn along with love lost, empty words withdrawn, confidence
With Honor - Long Story Short | Текст Иностранной Песни
Love is a word so overused, it's become a path to the grave, in the shape of a nail in its speaker's hand, to dry the tongue in the cursed throat where it lands. And this is love?
With Honor - Elevens | Текст Иностранной Песни
Please tell me how we did this We got ourselves into such a mess again We've fought so long We can't remember what the hell it was all about I can't count
With Honor - Third Generation | Текст Иностранной Песни
All this pain closing in pressure from every side has got me running Advice comes to cloud my plight and opinions breed my confusion I will admit I haven't been this scared
With Honor - With The Wind | Текст Иностранной Песни
Yesterday is gone my heart is singing a new day's song with the good days the bad days will come, but I'm ready to move on TO MOVE ON all my worries and
With Honor - In A Bottle | Текст Иностранной Песни
When did life assume the shape of a TV screen, A work-horse work week, and commute in between? As we masquerade the days we waste, Love's stuck on dusty shelves with feelings
With Honor - A New War | Текст Иностранной Песни
Will we see the day when the trees that we hang our heads from, Hit the ground like dead men's love songs, Offering another history of privilege and open doors? As they march