1848 Songtext
von The Dandelion War
1848 Songtext
You left your home, your mother, father, sons and daughters
How does it feel to be alone, unwelcome, stranger, unknown?
They′re working your hands down to the bone
Still you have nothing to call your own
The dream that most about is in for you
No it isn't for you, for you
They don′t give a shit about you
They don't
They don't
They don′t give a shit about you
In 1848 you became a foreigner overnight
In 1848 you became a foreigner overnight
And now it′s your turn to run for God
And now it's your turn to run for God
And now I′m in your turn
How does it feel to be alone, unwelcome, stranger, unknown?
They′re working your hands down to the bone
Still you have nothing to call your own
The dream that most about is in for you
No it isn't for you, for you
They don′t give a shit about you
They don't
They don't
They don′t give a shit about you
In 1848 you became a foreigner overnight
In 1848 you became a foreigner overnight
And now it′s your turn to run for God
And now it's your turn to run for God
And now I′m in your turn
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