Roland Bowman
911

(Intro) It was a Tuesday mornin'.
Eleventh of September, Two Thousand and One.
When I got the news. 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5.
About Eight Forty Five. A plane crashed in America.
It was so sad. I was so mad. Who is to blame? So insane.
It's not easy to talk about,
such a tragedy.Who will be next?
Make no mistake, we will show the world, that we will past this test.
instrumental break
Twas the South side of Manhattan.
High above the city in Twin Towers of steel.
Explosions in the sky. 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5.
There was chaos and destruction,
such a massive execution. 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5,
I heard them scream. Like a bad dream.
The walls came tum-bl-ing down. In scattered graves on the ground.
It's not easy to talk about,
such a tragedy.Who will be next?
Make no mistake, we will show the world, that we will past this test.
Ending...


Mirror lyrics:

Ending...
Make no mistake, we will show the world, that we will past this test.
such a tragedy.Who will be next?
It's not easy to talk about,
The walls came tum-bl-ing down. In scattered graves on the ground.
I heard them scream. Like a bad dream.
such a massive execution. 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5,
There was chaos and destruction,
Explosions in the sky. 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5.
High above the city in Twin Towers of steel.
Twas the South side of Manhattan.
instrumental break
Make no mistake, we will show the world, that we will past this test.
such a tragedy.Who will be next?
It's not easy to talk about,
It was so sad. I was so mad. Who is to blame? So insane.
About Eight Forty Five. A plane crashed in America.
When I got the news. 9 1 1 0 1 0 8 4 5.
Eleventh of September, Two Thousand and One.
(Intro) It was a Tuesday mornin'.


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