Just a hint of freedom in a sacrificial state... caught inside the boundaries, out of place. I am not a martyr or an altruistic saint... fear of an uprising seals my fate
Chorus
One symbol of hope sweetly singing in the sky. A song of sorrow... for a friend who’s died. To those opposing evils, such a slap in the face... that I’ve become The Mockingjay
This short-lived alliance with your conscience cold and grey... I have lost another to this travesty of hate. A chink is in the armor of the deadly deal you made... I turn and shoot for freedom and the debt is paid
Chorus
Chorus
(A song of sorrow... for a friend who’s lost his mind)
Chorus
One symbol of hope sweetly singing in the sky. A song of sorrow... for a friend who’s died. To those opposing evils, such a slap in the face... that I’ve become The Mockingjay
This short-lived alliance with your conscience cold and grey... I have lost another to this travesty of hate. A chink is in the armor of the deadly deal you made... I turn and shoot for freedom and the debt is paid
Chorus
Chorus
(A song of sorrow... for a friend who’s lost his mind)
( Gabe Larose )
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