Eastwing Songtext
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Fighting in the east side
Fighting through the night
Pouring in the evil
And slicing through the night
Your going to feel it ya

Divide it up
Divide it up
Divide it up
Divide it up

This demon it feeds
On your mistakes
Could you help me get my feet
Get out of his way

Pease don′t take my true love
Away


They're fighting on the west side
Fighting for their lives
Pumping out the thermal
And dicing up your rights
You′re going to lose the bet

Divide it up
Divide it up
Divide it up
You're going to feel it now
Divide it up

This demon it feeds on a worried state
Could you help me get my feet?
Get out of my place

Please don't take my true love
Away

Daddy drop the deed
A lot of things indeed
Bombing the few
Never get to be
A sellout
Get the hell out of here
A soldier
I bid you farewell