WHEELCHAIR WARRIOR! (track 8)

Поддержка автора по ссылке: текст песни [INTRO - Acoustic + wheelchair creaks] Tires on asphalt whisper my name... She never turns back... [VERSE 1 - OTEP BREATHY FEMALE CLEAN] Daily route, my chrome prison rolls, Chasing her shadow through pothole holes, Rearview mirror rehearses my grin, Her heels click past — my original sin... [PRE-CHORUS - Female OTEP tension] Dropped flowers crushed under designer soles, Poems in gutters where my hope erodes... [CHORUS - FEMALE OTEP SPOKEN-GROWL] WHEELCHAIR WARRIOR! Love's battlefield cripple! WHEELCHAIR WARRIOR! Heart intact, legs brittle! Your shadow wounds deeper than crash metal scars, I scream through silence behind these steel bars! [VERSE 2 - Female OTEP desperate rap] Wheelie stunts for her peripheral glance, «Spilled coffee» ploy — my last fighting chance, Facebook pending — digital crucifixion, Her timeline perfect, my existence fiction! Memorized lattes like holy scripture, «Your usual?» smile — my only picture, Polite nods slice like surgical steel, Distant love's death — too wounded to heal! [BRIDGE - FEMALE OTEP POETRY SLAM] MY WHEELS AREN'T FOR YOUR INSPIRATION PITY! MY HEART BLEEDS LOVE THROUGH CRIPPLED CITY! YOU'RE NOT MY MIRACLE, MY SAINT, MY CURE! JUST FATE'S KNIFE IN MY DESPERATE TOUR! [FINAL CHORUS - Female OTEP clean/growl epic] WHEELCHAIR WARRIOR! Chrome throne on the edge! WHEELCHAIR WARRIOR! Love's final pledge! You'll step past headlines in seven...