كلمات Ride

I won't live forever where will I go will I miss the war will I miss the snow I love the way the water comes down like acid rain for when I'm gone they'll carry on but in your head you're all dead your brain's cold from what's been told and there you sit begging change don't you get it you're still in their shooting range this is life not a game and it's getting real old your body is hungry for your soul's been sold now you're trapped deep inside my kind of ride 69 stories down down better better run and hide ride I won't live forever where will I go will I miss the war will I miss the snow I love the way the water comes down like acid rain for when I'm gone they'll carry on for when I'm gone they'll carry on where will I go