Paroles: Jamies Elsewhere. "The Politics Of Knife Fighting".

its a quiet resort to the dead
so will you stay here with me?
Those quiet calls from home, so lost and so alone.
We are just fine, as anyone would be.
Four years we've waited for the chance to make it back,
now were all left for dead, as the choir starts to sing.
so well find out whats inside all that we have, its all that we have, its what we need to know
that what we've lost is all we had, its all that we had, its what we need to lose.
through it all i believe its the truth its a quiet lie a mistake I'm falling for
I'm holding on just to try to save this ship and all you do is watch it slowly sink away
so well find out whats inside all that we have, its all that we have, its what we need to know
that what we've lost is all we had, its all that we had, its what we need to lose.
im holding on just to try to save this ship and all you do is watch it slowly sink away
and by the light of the headlights your behind i can finally see my way
so cry out for the comfort you've been finally stripped of
don't try and pretend you were surprised
so well find out whats inside all that we have, its all that we have, its what we need to know
that what we've lost is all we had, its all that we had, its what we have to lose.