New
Bluelight Crew
One two three, one two three
o'er the emblem of freedom
I may not be universal
But everyone knows me
The goodness - these ideals
before or after their time
I'm loved for a lot
The roar feeding my drive
Always on guard, one
eye open while sleeping
Even if the shots are merely ocular
They burrow into my mind
I know where you live
as you do I
We live where we stand
Where we toil, where we die.
o'er the emblem of freedom
I may not be universal
But everyone knows me
The goodness - these ideals
before or after their time
I'm loved for a lot
The roar feeding my drive
Always on guard, one
eye open while sleeping
Even if the shots are merely ocular
They burrow into my mind
I know where you live
as you do I
We live where we stand
Where we toil, where we die.
