Letra de la canción 'BENEATH THE CLAY (R.I.P.)' de 'ARTILLERY'

O.k. ready to take off
Do it slow
I'm living on the bottom
I got to go
Five little fingers
Grabbing at the glass
Gone, those days
Now i'm running
Up and down in my cage

Too late to defend, i'm buried - insane
Don't you know there's more to life than to win
Are you that kind of stereotype?
It's no time, there's no time
There's nothing i could answer

No speech
As long (as) i get nothing
No speech
As long (as) i get nothing
But i want to get home
Let me free, this is not my home

Put away your
Flashing stick
Don't try to get closer-
Through my head
Give me a little
Bit more of your own
A little more, don't wanna be
Anybody's clown

Too late to defend, i'm buried - insane
Don't you know there's more to life than to win
Are you that kind of stereotype ?
It's no time, there's no time
There's nothing i could answer

No speech
As long (as) i get nothing
No speech
As long (as) i get nothing
But i want to get home
Let me free, this is not my home

No speech
As long (as) i get nothing
No speech
As long (as) i get nothing
But i want to get home
Let me free, this is not my home

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