Tytuł: The 11th. Hour

• Wykonawca: Rancid
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Hey little sister do you know what time it was
  when you finally seen all your broken dreams
  come crashing down your door
  they demand an answer and they demand it quick
  or the questions fade and the wasted days
  come crawling back for more
  
  do you know where the power lies? and who pulls the strings
  do you know where the power lies it starts and ends with you
  
  the face of isolation
  well that's one you recognize
  well you can't get straight
  it's a lonely place and
  it's one you do despise
  
  boredom is for sale now
  and helplessness you feel
  it's a wounded dove and the hawks are above
  blood splattered on a reel to reel
  
  I was almost over my world was almost gone
  in a sudden rush I could almost touch the
  things that I'd done wrong
  my jungle's made of concrete
  through silence I could feel
  my aim is true I will walk on through
  these mountains made of steel.