Second Chance - Alex Thomas

We’ve got some troubles ultimately,

for all the things we can’t conceive

We’re confront, not conform,

This war comes hard but silence is worse!

We have to give us a second chance to talk

We have to give us a second chance to talk

Times of hush and individuality,

some for anguish and insensibility

Nothing’s enough, this race is rough,

this words annoy us but silence is worse!

We have to give us a second chance to talk

We have to give us a second chance to talk

You’re peeing out the flowerpot

You’re throwing stones to your own roof

All I want to say it’s make your own way

Sleep on the ground of your… your own land

You’re peeing out the flowerpot,

You’re throwing stones to your own roof

All I want to say it’s make your own way,

Sleep on the ground of your… your own land

We had to take this finality,

everybody forced to geniality

No one is content… No ones contest…

This war is hard but silence is worse!

We have to give us a second chance to talk

We have to give us a second chance to talk

We have to give us a second chance…

Give us a second chance…

Give us a second chance to talk