need some air, I'm chokin Get me off this ride, where's life goin? Feelin' I'm lost, I'm frozen Suspended in mid-traumatized state Why I'm chosen for
the alphAbet to the children of the corn yo the music aint loud enough I can still hear the voices in your head the choices theyv'e chosen to choose
You'll inhabit me When the story of love began From the starting until the end The hero wins Come tomorrow, no one knows But when everything unfolds The hero
And you sat there and you listened Anytime I chose to speak Oh, and you gather from my pleas to you That I am but a clown No fear only a hero can defeat
We are the chosen of an eternal kingdom Revelling in our heresy We are the conquerors, spurned by the northwinds Our trumpets wailing sounds of doom Our
prepared to hear some Super, high-powered lyrics, specially chosen The battle's a snowstorm and brothers are frozen Thirty-two degrees below zero Now who's your rhymin' hero
and I won While I made rhymes with the wit sword And when love came light which glows Was my sad shame: heart or nose Nose she chose Falls the curtain
for the fools Trollshaws Short way to the East Trollshaws The land of the beast Imprudent ranger will be in danger Wiser one chose another road Mindless adventurer, hero
to his outnumbered lot. Known as a hero to all that he knew, long live the legend of Finn MacCool! The brave fearless leader of the chosen few, long
this leader to his outnumbered lot. known as a hero to all that he knew, long live the legend of fin maccumhail. the brave celtic leader of the chosen
Chorus] Have u ever thought of livin life in a blur, when your emotionally scarred and u can't be heard, every word sounds absurd and deep down your hurt, waiting for a hero
Somebody shakes when the wind blows Somebody's missing a friend, hold on Somebody's lacking a hero And they have not a clue when it's all gonna end Stories
[Verse 1] In the times when the clans ruled the land. The ground filled with blood of true heroes. When children have killed on command. The lord of the
When heroes fall Their fight won't be lost forever When heroes fall Their spirits will live on and on When heroes fall It's the rise chosen one When
hold Never too young, never too old You gotta go for gold Don't care what they say about ya You never throw a hero party For those who oppose who you chose
living Chosen suicide Did they touch God or did they touch the sun? Preparation day Selfless act of giving Many pay the price Let the heroes suicide
am forever... I am the minute man I build the empires I appoint the lords I set the standards I swing the swords I paint the shadows behind the doors I chose the heroes
now, you're the one who's chosen Panic, adrenaline rush master mechanic Play your position, blow wigs back with cannons Colors of rhythm no options left to chose