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From Yesterday

Text písně From Yesterday

He's a stranger to some
And a vision to none
He can never get enough,
Get enough of the one


For a fortune he'd quit
But it's hard to admit
How it ends and begins


On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)


From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here


On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of sin
through the blood he can learn, see the life that it turn
From council of one
He'll decide when he's done with the innocent


On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)
On his face is a map of the world
(A map of the world)


From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him


But he doesn't want to read the message
He doesn't want to read the message
He doesn't want to read the message here


On his face is a map of the world


From yesterday, it's coming!
From yesterday, the fear!
From yesterday, it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here
From yesterday,
From yesterday,
From yesterday, the fear
From yesterday,
From yesterday
But he doesn't want to read the message 
But he doesn't want to read the message
But he doesn't want to read the message here