Testo di Legacy

I was left in the wake of your schizoid bullshit Eye on the prize; tell me - was it worth it? You got the green but it should have been me You regarded as your legacy It wasn't what you took away It was the things you never gave And all those hours that you slaved I taught myself to pave my own forgotten gay It wasn't promises you broke It was the words you never spoke And all those chances that you choked I raised myself and now I raise my fuciing voice Legacy you misbeliever, ill-conceiver Cant you see the legacy you lack Never see the missing moments Stolen only by one who turned his back Laissez-faire, you're not there, Problems gone into thin heir