Help!
The air turns black, the birds drop from the sky.
This eagle has landed,
I'm choking on your prideAnd the walls are closing in,
And you don't appreciate that in my hands tonight, is where your fate lies
Her face drains...[Stand] Stand up, take a bow you have, no reason to celebrate
[You're] You're lost in a labyrinth, scream now it's not too late...Help!
The air turns black, the birds drop from the sky.
This eagle has landed,
I'm choking on your prideAnd the walls are closing in,
And you don't appreciate that in my hands tonight, is where your fate lies
Her face drains...[Stand] Stand up, take a bow you have, no reason to celebrate
[You're] You're lost in a labyrinth, scream now it's not too late...Nothing seems to break the walls down, break the walls, down...
Nothing seems to break the walls down, break the walls, down...We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls, down!We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls!
We'll break the walls, down!Yeah, stand! Will he make it out?
Hope he makes it out!
He's gonna make it out!
He's gotta make it out![Stand] Stand up![You're] You're lost!In a labyrinth!
Songwriters
REYNOLDS, ROUGHTON / BATTEN, CHRIS / CLEWLOW, LIAM RORY / ROLFE, ROBERTPublished by
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