6 acessos
Always on the outside
Always looking in
Always been the loser
I never seem to win
I was brought up with nothing
But the shirt on my back
Pretty soon I learned how to get by
On what little I had
Oh I, I spend my time
On the firing line
Unwillingly mine
Oh I, I spend my time
On the firing line
Unwillingly mine
The firing line
I'm caught up in the cross fire
Blowing left and right
I don't know who to turn to
Or who to turn from
I'm sick and tired of the waiting
I'm sick and tired of these dreams
But now I find I've come too far
To turn back now
Oh I, I spend my time
On the firing line
Unwillingly mine
Oh I, I spend my time
On the firing line
Unwillingly mine
It takes a lot of courage
It takes a lot of guts to keep on the line
It takes a lot of resistance
Oh it's such a lot tonight
I've always been the loser
I've always been the loser
Oh I, I spend my time
In the firing line
Unwillingly mine
Oh I, I spend my time
On the firing line
Unwillingly mine
Oh I,
Spend my time
On the line
Firing line