Euzen
Текст песни More From More

To strong to stray
Far from the path made on behalf
Of one man or ten
Who's to say why, who's to say when

So safe and sound, never to feel lost and unreal
Fighting the lightweight class
Saying your prayers, singing to mass

What if it's all my choice
What if I raise my voice
What if I make a ball
What if I make it fall

Fall, fall from grace
Get lost in this maze
Never to leave my faith
Having to play it safe

Dancing the same dance, singing the same song
Following every step to play along with the
Same tune, hoping for fortune
Throwing the anchor up, so strung to it sing with the

Same old voice
What if it's all my choice
What if I make a ball
What if it makes me fall

To tell right from wrong
To blend right with real
To grow right from core
To want more from more