Fortune Favors the Brave Songtext
von DevilDriver

Christ-like in the composition
You're the brunt of the problem
It's my bone of contention
So many faults I fail to mention
When the house is blowing down, and you're fighting
And you're fighting for the crown
You got to learn to manifest the sound
That gets them all running

You have a history of missing the point
So let me point this one out
Every time has its season
Every last moment its reason

Fortune favors the brave
This city is a dying whore
It's too late to save
And it will never change


Nauseous at the site
Furious towards its vice
I get sick thinking about it
Insane, faint-hearted
When the house is blown down, and you're fighting
And you're fighting for the crown
I get sick just thinking about it
It gets them all running

You have a history of missing the point
So let me point this one out

Fortune favors the brave
This city is a dying whore
It's too late to save
And it will never change
Fortune favors the brave
This city is a dying whore
It's too late to save
And it will never change

Change!

Don't let down, cold night
Falling down to my knees


Fortune favors the brave
This city is a dying whore
It's too late to save
And it will never change
Fortune favors the brave
This city is a dying whore
It's too late to save
And it will never change