"Against The Odds"

 

In the court of kings I look around

My blood runs cold, I close my eyes

Out of my head a vision flows

I'll make the rules I need for my survival, for my survival



I pull the strings, you take the glory

I load the gun, you shoot me down

I'm on the edge, about to fall

Destructive power will make you lose your mind, lose your mind



Trapped inside my nightmare you are there

As I turn I feel your evil stare



We give our life, invest in time

To only fools who take control

I spend another cold day in hell

Against the odds, I fight for my survival, for my survival



Your useless life gets crushed into the ground

The time has come to turn it all around
 
 
© 2017 Uriah Heep
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