Текст песни Outcry - Devil May Care
                                                Sick 
                                                and 
                                                tied 
                                                to 
                                                remedy, 
                                                falling 
                                                into 
                                                misery
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′re 
                                                nothing 
                                                but 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crying 
                                                for 
                                                recovery, 
                                                causing 
                                                the 
                                                catastrophe
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                nothing 
                                                but 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                came 
                                                like 
                                                light 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                flies, 
                                                like 
                                                leeches 
                                                bleeding 
                                                us 
                                                dry
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                heading 
                                                for 
                                                better 
                                                days 
                                                we 
                                                made 
                                                the 
                                                same 
                                                mistakes
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                keep 
                                                on 
                                                waiting, 
                                                keep 
                                                on 
                                                waiting, 
                                                so 
                                                alone 
                                                and 
                                                afraid
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bird 
                                                in 
                                                it′s 
                                                cage 
                                                we 
                                                bite 
                                                the 
                                                feeding 
                                                hard
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                to 
                                                draw 
                                                the 
                                                line 
                                                of 
                                                who 
                                                will 
                                                live 
                                                and 
                                                who 
                                                shall 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                nothing 
                                                but 
                                                the 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                last 
                                                words 
                                                an 
                                                outcry
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                act 
                                                of 
                                                God 
                                                we 
                                                can't 
                                                defy
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                far 
                                                from 
                                                perfection, 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                the 
                                                infection 
                                                we 
                                                are
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                plague
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                thrown 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                wolves 
                                                and 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                murder 
                                                of 
                                                crows
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                hears 
                                                the 
                                                crying 
                                                for 
                                                help 
                                                we′re 
                                                waiting 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                end
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                keep 
                                                on 
                                                failing, 
                                                keep 
                                                on 
                                                failing, 
                                                so 
                                                alone 
                                                and 
                                                afraid
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                shark 
                                                in 
                                                his 
                                                tank 
                                                we 
                                                bite 
                                                the 
                                                feeding 
                                                hand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                last 
                                                words 
                                                an 
                                                outcry
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                act 
                                                of 
                                                God 
                                                we 
                                                can′t 
                                                defy
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                far 
                                                from 
                                                perfection, 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                the 
                                                infection 
                                                we 
                                                are
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                plague
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                to 
                                                draw 
                                                the 
                                                line 
                                                of 
                                                who 
                                                will 
                                                live 
                                                and 
                                                who 
                                                shall 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                far 
                                                from 
                                                perfection 
                                                we 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                infection
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                our 
                                                last 
                                                words 
                                                an 
                                                outcry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sick 
                                                and 
                                                tied 
                                                to 
                                                remedy, 
                                                falling 
                                                into 
                                                misery
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                nothing 
                                                but 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crying 
                                                for 
                                                recovery, 
                                                causing 
                                                the 
                                                catastrophe
 
                                    
                                
                                                We′re 
                                                nothing 
                                                but 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                disease
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                last 
                                                words 
                                                an 
                                                outcry
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                act 
                                                of 
                                                God 
                                                we 
                                                can't 
                                                defy
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                far 
                                                from 
                                                perfection, 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                the 
                                                infection 
                                                we 
                                                are
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                plague
 
                                    
                                
                                                Our 
                                                last 
                                                words 
                                                an 
                                                outcry
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                act 
                                                of 
                                                God 
                                                we 
                                                can′t 
                                                defy
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                far 
                                                from 
                                                perfection, 
                                                are 
                                                we 
                                                the 
                                                infection
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hear 
                                                our 
                                                last 
                                                words 
                                                an 
                                                outcry
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Outcry
2 Painter
3 Into The Abyss
4 Revelation
5 Delirium
6 New Old Life
7 Tragedy
8 Veil of Conspiracy
9 Calm Waters
10 Dayblind
11 Dead in the Water
12 Prisoner
13 Shutdown
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