The Afters - Legends Lyrics
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Legends
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What Are The Lyrics For Legends By The Afters?
I hear the roar of resistance
It's vibrating through my bones I'm breathing in my existence It's waking up my soul Don't run for cover When the sky above is torn Is there any wonder What we fight these battles for? That's where legends are born Legends are born, legends are born Caught in the cross fire Stand up to empires, waging a war That's where legends are born (legends, legends) Legends are born (legends, legends) Kingdoms hang in the balance As walls break down into stones And heroes rise from the shadows Even if they fight alone That's where legends are born Legends are born, legends are born Caught in the cross fire Stand up to empires, waging a war That's where legends are born (legends, legends) Legends are born (legends, legends) When it's on the line, that's when we come alive (legends, legends, legends, legends) When it's on the line, that's when we come alive (legends, legends, legends, legends) That's where legends are born Legends are born, legends are born Caught in the cross fire Stand up to empires, waging a war That's where legends are born When it's on the line, that's when we come alive (legends, legends) Legends are born When it's on the line, that's when we come alive (legends, legends) |
Who Wrote Legends By The Afters?
Jess Cates, Daniel Ostebo, Jordan Mohilowski, Joshua Havens, Mattew Fuqua
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What's The Duration Of The Legends By The Afters?The duration of Legends is 3:13 minutes and seconds. |
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