Stanley finale match, game 7, third period now.
We’re losing 5 to 1,looking to the clock,
two minutes to the end, a man in the box,
only honor rests to save and we know what we have to do.
1 minute to go, cup’s just gone, coach give me a sign!
People don’t care aboutthe score we make,
some teeth on the ice and things can really changes,
the match is not over, there is time to degenerate.
So let me go, coach let me go,
it’s really time for us to drop our gloves
Track Name: Chains
I got sick of you, you got sick of me
But there's nothin' that We will never see
It's a melody I know you can hear
Cause I feel the same it wont disappear
There's an empty glass that I have to fill
Seems I have to pay an enourmus bill
You can laugh at me but I've got a deal
With another me thirsty and surreal
I don't wanna break those chains, they're in my head
I know everything could fall and I should not care
My world's just begun slowly to destroy
I just need a burst, I just need a joy
You think that you can give an hand to me
Using those old chains, i need to be free