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Ensemblen
Oper
Komponisten
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Songtexte: Lostprophets. Start Something. Make A Move.

So are we lost or do we know
Which direction we should go?
Sit around and wait for someone
To take our hands and lead the way

'Cause every day we're getting older
And every day we all get colder
We're sick of waiting for our answers

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Yeah, I'm so tired of waiting, waiting for us to
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Yeah, I'm so sick of waiting for us to make a move

Are we meant to take the pain?
Should we sit around and wait?
Are we being saved or was that another lie
You made to make us hate?

'Cause every day we're getting older
And every day we all get colder
We're sick of waiting for our answers

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Yeah, I'm so tired of waiting, waiting for us to
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Yeah, I'm so sick of waiting for us to make a move

Wake up, wake up, wake up
And we will never lose
Wake up, wake up, wake up
It's time to make a move

Wake up, wake up, wake up
And we will never lose
Wake up, wake up, wake up
It's time to make a move

It's not enough to let it run
Just wait until it's over

We're sick of waiting for our answers

Wake up, wake up, wake up
Yeah, I'm so tired of waiting, waiting for us to
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Yeah, I'm so sick of waiting for us to make a move

Wake up, wake up, wake up
And we will never lose
Wake up, wake up, wake up
It's time to make a move

Wake up, wake up, wake up
And we will never lose
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Make a move