lyrics
discography
videography
©
1996-2007
khanada rhodes
proposition
bring back that child she said
spare me the price of freedom
cold is my baby's head
blown by the wind of reason
even the rage behind
cries out to see
we're still standing
under the closing edge
pay for the crime of feeling
when
all your
pride is dead
you
must be
scared instead
a
quiet word
is my proposition
a
promise
made of a fierce day
a body
bleeds
for this coalition
without
surrender
if you stay
show
me my
youth she cried
wasted
for
desolation
hold
up the
sacrifice
pull
down
your institution
resting
while
anger flies
question's
the same
who's
deciding
after the clouds have lain
shame
on your
generation
when
all your
guilt lies dead
you
must be
scared instead
a
quiet word
is my proposition
a
promise
made of a fierce day
a body
bleeds
for this coalition
without
surrender
if you stay
when
all your
pain lies dead
you
must be
scared instead
a
quiet word
is my proposition
a
promise
made of a fierce day
a body
bleeds
for this coalition
without
surrender
if you stay