Attempted Suicide
Messina
Terrortory • 1990
Lyrics
lead: Erik.
You might have won the battle,
but you ain't gonna win the war.
Like stampeding cattle,
this sight what I just saw.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
Bounces, drums and pounds
and it's tormenting my head.
And you hear all these sounds,
you sense the tears that have been shed.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
We have to do what we want to.
We have to do what we want to.
An attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
lead: Julian, Eric, Julian.
You might have won the battle,
but you ain't gonna win the war.
Hear the snake's tail rattle,
sings for what you got in store.
They bounce, drum, pound
and are tormenting your head.
You hear the sound,
you sense the tears that have been shed.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
You might have won the battle,
but you ain't gonna win the war.
Like stampeding cattle,
this sight what I just saw.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
Bounces, drums and pounds
and it's tormenting my head.
And you hear all these sounds,
you sense the tears that have been shed.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
We have to do what we want to.
We have to do what we want to.
An attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
lead: Julian, Eric, Julian.
You might have won the battle,
but you ain't gonna win the war.
Hear the snake's tail rattle,
sings for what you got in store.
They bounce, drum, pound
and are tormenting your head.
You hear the sound,
you sense the tears that have been shed.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
Can see them all around.
Those who feel so bound.
They live their life like
an attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
An attempted suicide.
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