Sick Of It All

Struggling through the hardships everyday
I do what I can to fade away.
The bullet has passed it's got our state.
Tt helps our pride.
All the merry, it hasn't last, for disillusions.
Scratch in the dirt,
Trying to find, a glorious time
When there was strengh.
Hard is my will, so we can take
What has it come to?
Why does it happen to
Leave me cold,
And broken inside and wanting to quit?
Suck up to them, we shouldn't go down.
We're down in the gutter.
Playing the game, something remains.
We've already won, and we become slaves.
No tears, from my eyes
Just strengh, from my pride.
No tears, from my eyes
Blood, sweat, 'till I die.
No tears, from my eyes
Just strengh, from my pride.
No tears, from my eyes
Blood, sweat, 'till I die.