Crossfire - Izz

Throw down your books

Trade in your thoughts

For the sweet smell of failure

I’m not one to dream

But look at me now

I’m caught in the breeze of life

And love

The crossfire of hatred

And life

And love

The crossfire of hatred

And love

Ah

The danger of looking outside

When you’re always alone

Trapped in a bottle of alcohol

Consumed by a waiting disease

And you try not to breathe

Ah

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