We leave our tears on the sand. I don't think they understand. We leave our souls behind. Every time we're on the line. Marching forward, stepping in time. Marching forward, who's next in line? We see them falling. We take their spots. And we keep marching forward, stepping in time. Marching forward, who's next in line?
I will live as I die, as I die, as I die. I will live as I cry, as I cry, as I cry. I will live as I die, as I die, as I die. I will live as I cry, as I cry, as I cry. I will live as I die, as I die, as I die. I will live as I cry, as I cry, as I cry.
