Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Geluid


Koppel


Moeilijkheidsgraad


Accent



interfacetaal

nl

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Cookie beleid   |   Steun   |   FAQ
1
registreren / inloggen
Lyrkit

doneren

5$

Lyrkit

doneren

10$

Lyrkit

doneren

20$

Lyrkit

En/of steun mij op sociaal gebied. netwerken:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Jonathan Young

The Land Of Broken Dreams

 

The Land Of Broken Dreams


Born and raised in broken doubt
Generation raised by liars
Fact or fiction, right or wrong
Tangled up in every wire

They said it can't get better than this
All our questions why were dismissed
Misbehaving children should not resist

So rise above your father's pride
Don't let him pick your side
Don't let his failure widen this divide

Through the screen, the children start to see
How much better it could be
Just cogs in their machine
In the Land of Broken Dreams

Born and raised to waste our lives
Working for a rich old man
Kept dumb and sick and filled with fright
No one really gives a damn

Water rising with every day
Build these bridges before it's too late
Used to drowning, content to accept our fate

So rise above your father's pride
Don't let him pick your side
Don't let his failure widen this divide

Through the screen, the children start to see
How much better it could be
Just cogs in their machine
In the Land of Broken Dreams

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?