Tale Of The Runaways

I remember that winter all to well.
 We controlled our destiny, but in a moment
 HELL RAINED DOWN ON OUR PARADE
 AND MA WAS THE LAST ONE TO THE GRAVE
 Planned our future never thinking anything could go wrong.
 But the World stop spinning today.
 Legends are made in shallow graves
 Raised to meet disaster's embrace
 Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me
 The prime example of a dying breed.
 Our mother never meant this place.
 Raised to make the papers someday.
 Life here was cold and hard
 PLANNED OUR FUTURE NEVER SEEING
 ALL THE HELL THAT WAS TO COME
 I wouldn't want to be remembered any other way.
 Legends are made in shallow graves
 Raised to meet disaster's embrace
 Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me
 The prime example of a dying breed.
 no time for goodbyes, it happened so fast.
 Be assured we'll carry on...
 Legends are made in shallow graves
 Raised to meet disaster's embrace
 Justice has it's place for Ma, the boys and me
 The prime example of a dying breed.