mockinjay (((jaah se que doy asco pero buee***i know i suck but whatvs)))

(((( emm lo siento si algo de esto no tiene sentido obviamente el ingles no es mi primer idioma pero eso no me detiene jah, esto lo escribi inspirado en los juegos del hambre(principalmente sinsajo por si no es obvio), es una cansion segun yo aja en fin **** i'm sorry if some of this dont make sense, obviously english isnt my first languague but that didnt stop me hah. i wrote this inspired in the hunger games(mostly the mockingjay as you can see), i guess its a song mejh anyway***)))

thick air
deep breath
all the muscles tense
now you cant run away.

dirt dust, shake it away
this is the breaking point
dont waver.

i have the burden of a thousand souls
they lit the wick
now they'll have to endure the burn
get ready for the revolution
the mockingjay is at mid air
and catching fire faster than a sheet

this is the end of the games
they wont be calling more names
we're coming back from the ashes
the tables have turned
now you're burning on flames
this is the last shot
will be a heartbeat in your ears

white rose
the smell of blood
you'll know
the death is knocking on your door
so now shhh
hear the birds
dont say a single word

i have the fierce of a thousand hearts
you've lit the wick
now have to endure the burn
the mockingjay is here
the fire's over me *nooww*

this is the end of the games
they wont be calling more names
we have came back form the ashes
the tables have turned
now look who's burning low
time for the last shot

there's no more dark when i close my eyes
the war has take all my love
and i know i will never come back
as how it was
i now you'll be waiting for me in the other side
so i'll honor your soul, there wont be lives to take
no more, we're one

cos this are the end of the games
they're not calling more names
we're growing from the ashes
there's no more tables to turn
you've completely burned
i did my last shot
and you smell(or sense idk) the last rose.