Il sound frenetico il testo duro e quasi utopico di questa canzone la rendono adatta per quei momenti in cui vi sentite un po' giù e volete riacquistare un po' di grinta! Vi ritroverete sicuramente a canticchiarla di tanto in tanto...
I Billy Talent sono quattro ragazzi canadesi, che hanno cominciato
Come ben capirete, é difficile inquadrare il genere principale di questo gruppo, ma generalmente tendono a seguire un mix di Alternative Rock e Punk per i loro pezzi.
Sebbene il gruppo viene da molti considerato come uno dei principale esponenti della cultura emo, i quattro ragazzi hanno sempre rifiutato questo ruolo, dicendo che il loro é uno stile unico e originale!
Come sempre, a fondo pagina! ^^
Lo dice Q-tro!
Ecco il testo:
RIT:
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag wavin' never meant the same,
the kids of tomorrow don't need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday. (x2)
Well I've never seen us act like this,
our only hope is the minds of kids,
and they'll show us a thing or two.
Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
It's only time before they tighten the noose,
and then the hunt will be on for you.
The red flag wavin' never meant the same,
no, the red flag wavin' never meant the same.
RIT.
Like a smallest bee packs a sting,
like a pawn checkmates a king,
we'll attack at the crack of dawn.
Build a ladder if there's a wall,
don't be afraid to slip and fall,
speak for yourself or they'll speak for you.
The red flag wavin' never meant the same,
no, the red flag wavin' never meant the same.
RIT.
Like a fire, don't need water,
like a jury, needs a liar,
like a riot, don't need order,
like a madman, needs a martyr.
We don't need them (x8)
RIT. x2
(We don't need them)
The red flag wavin' never meant the same,
the kids of tomorrow don't need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday. (x2)
Well I've never seen us act like this,
our only hope is the minds of kids,
and they'll show us a thing or two.
Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
It's only time before they tighten the noose,
and then the hunt will be on for you.
The red flag wavin' never meant the same,
no, the red flag wavin' never meant the same.
RIT.
Like a smallest bee packs a sting,
like a pawn checkmates a king,
we'll attack at the crack of dawn.
Build a ladder if there's a wall,
don't be afraid to slip and fall,
speak for yourself or they'll speak for you.
The red flag wavin' never meant the same,
no, the red flag wavin' never meant the same.
RIT.
Like a fire, don't need water,
like a jury, needs a liar,
like a riot, don't need order,
like a madman, needs a martyr.
We don't need them (x8)
RIT. x2
(We don't need them)
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