[5.2 Users: Lead II: Sawtooth]

When

the

sun

fades

to

black

and

the

night

has

come.

There's

a

will

to

sur

vive

there's

rule

by

the

gun

There's

a

fear

in

yer

eyes

and

a

dream

that

was

lost.

There's

a

hand

of

fate

left

to

die

on

the

cross

You

nev

er

re

al

ly

had

a

chance.

De

mand

re

spect,

tear

it

down.

All

of

yer

life

grows

cold,

when

yer

lost

be

hind

the

wall

All

of

the

dreams

you

ev

er

known,

will

be

lost

be

hind

the

wall

Mis

for

tune

can

hide

the

free

dom

to

choose.

The

strong

will

sur

vive

and

there's

no

win

or

lose

There's

a

rea

son

to

fight

but

no

way

to

cope.

It's

bet

ter

to

die

than

to

live

with

out

hope

You

nev

er

re

al

ly

had

a

chance.

De

mand

re

spect,

tear

it

down.

All

of

yer

life

grows

cold,

when

yer

lost

be

hind

the

wall

All

of

the

dreams

you

ev

er

known,

will

be

lost

be

hind

the

wall.

Lost

be

hind

All

of

yer

life

grows

cold,

when

yer

lost

be

hind

the

wall

All

of

the

dreams

you

ev

er

known,

will

be

lost

be

hind

the

wall.

All

of

yer

life

grows

cold,

when

yer

lost

be

hind

the

wall

All

of

the

dreams

you

ev

er

known,

will

be

lost

be

hind

the

wall.

Lost

be

hind

the

wall.

Lost

be

hind

the

wall.