Представляем точный текст композиции "Load, Aim, Fire, Repeat..." и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Exile Academy . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Load, Aim, Fire, Repeat...» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Exile Academy передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Exile Academy - "Load, Aim, Fire, Repeat..."
Lyrics to Load, Aim, Fire, Repeat... : So here we stay in this "paradise" shackled to a jail cell Looking to the skies to see which form of hatred would prevail Meanwhile were stuck in hell... Dying to make a poets mistake and bail Out...im leaving with the tigers, im not deceiving or strikingly astonishing At least I show my true colors, the ones I believe in I dont hide behind a flag falling to the ground because the lack of wind How can we cure our sins when we dont know where to begin' Politics has become more along the lines of x-rated propaganda X...not meaning anything near exquisite All they did was put together a story for you... At least i dont fake it, ill tell you the truth... Yeah, Im not going to lie to you anymore Im not deceiving when I speak of sabotage But since we all stand divided... Tell me... What color is your camouflage' All they ever did was pick apart the day and put the pieces back together their way Socialism died in the days of the past, up in flames... ..and yet they still try to make us breathe on the fumes alone Where are we going in this pretensive nature' Freedom' Whats that' A right to choose, a right to lose your life to governmental abuse Yes, i know the truth but whats the use' You wont be laughing when the guns point our way... And watch all the people sway... Weve been had by the past and thats all i can say Yeah, Im not going to lie to you anymore Im not deceiving when I speak of sabotage But since we all stand divided... Tell me... What color is your camouflage' The phone rings, you drop your cigarette and walk to the voicebox Life is a countdown like the one on your wristwatch Tick tock, drop the knife, grab the gun, steal your life, have some fun and blow away sensitivity... as it echoes like the broken hearts of a thousand independant beings when will we solve this mistake and finally yield... When the devil is scraping frost off his windshield. Since you hide your colors, then ill tell you mine.. Its black so i can blend in with everyone in this line Load it. Shoot it. Divided. [ Load, Aim, Fire, Repeat... Lyrics ]
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