| Song | We'll Never Fall |
| Artist | Shoot the Girl First |
| Album | Follow The Clouds |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Standing on our feet, never prostrate, never forget. | |
| We all believe in, trying to do the best. | |
| I refuse to disengage, refuse to play the game, | |
| thank you so much, fuck you for everything. | |
| Bleed bastard, you’re all fuckin liars. | |
| Die vultures, watch your back motherfuckers. | |
| We walk the way standing the lines, | |
| nothing gold can stay, neither our lives. | |
| Someone, somewhere is about to declare | |
| defeat but then, we’re coming to repent. | |
| I refuse to disengage, refuse to play the game, | |
| cause deep inside myself is still shining the flame. | |
| We walk the way, standing the line, | |
| We walk the way, standing the line. | |
| Thank you so much for nothing, | |
| fuck you for everything. | |
| Bleed bastard, you’re all fuckin liars. | |
| We walk the way standing the lines, | |
| nothing gold can stay, neither our lives. |
| Standing on our feet, never prostrate, never forget. | |
| We all believe in, trying to do the best. | |
| I refuse to disengage, refuse to play the game, | |
| thank you so much, fuck you for everything. | |
| Bleed bastard, you' re all fuckin liars. | |
| Die vultures, watch your back motherfuckers. | |
| We walk the way standing the lines, | |
| nothing gold can stay, neither our lives. | |
| Someone, somewhere is about to declare | |
| defeat but then, we' re coming to repent. | |
| I refuse to disengage, refuse to play the game, | |
| cause deep inside myself is still shining the flame. | |
| We walk the way, standing the line, | |
| We walk the way, standing the line. | |
| Thank you so much for nothing, | |
| fuck you for everything. | |
| Bleed bastard, you' re all fuckin liars. | |
| We walk the way standing the lines, | |
| nothing gold can stay, neither our lives. |
| Standing on our feet, never prostrate, never forget. | |
| We all believe in, trying to do the best. | |
| I refuse to disengage, refuse to play the game, | |
| thank you so much, fuck you for everything. | |
| Bleed bastard, you' re all fuckin liars. | |
| Die vultures, watch your back motherfuckers. | |
| We walk the way standing the lines, | |
| nothing gold can stay, neither our lives. | |
| Someone, somewhere is about to declare | |
| defeat but then, we' re coming to repent. | |
| I refuse to disengage, refuse to play the game, | |
| cause deep inside myself is still shining the flame. | |
| We walk the way, standing the line, | |
| We walk the way, standing the line. | |
| Thank you so much for nothing, | |
| fuck you for everything. | |
| Bleed bastard, you' re all fuckin liars. | |
| We walk the way standing the lines, | |
| nothing gold can stay, neither our lives. |