Walk of Fighting | Piosenki

	Walk of Fighting
The ivory is cold, where is my desire In a cage of gold, not a trace of fire Ice cold as ice. I'm heading for tomorrow I am tired of waiting. I'll beg and steal and borrow Life is too short to be wasted So why do I sit around Dance on the edge of a razor Get off the ground and I'll never return Walk on fighting Don't look ever back Walk on fighting Don't you look back to your cries The phone it waits in silence, no message left by you There is no use in crying. I know I've been a fool Now it's too late, no words left to say I gotta call it late, Forget and look away Life is too short to be wasted So why do I sit around Dance on the edge of a razor Get off the ground and I'll never return Walk on fighting...