[Instrumental]
Pull me from the gallows of this fiber-optic nation I cannot compute why we celebrate this mediocrity Just let me download my latest update right now
It feels like I'm on fire I'm on a roll I'm a take this one home when I let go and I'm not gonna stop till it's done I'm dedicated to the decimation Blast
Most of the men here will die but we are all the ones the constellations will guide through the night while you sleep So we will leave as a fleet, but
Careless, to try to think that we've progressed And the consequence of walking quietly We only know, what we've been told Self's exposed and overloaded
And out of the great beyond came a pitch-black multitude, Here to choose the weakest of our race: Hellhounds with the devil's own face Confused a violent
I am walking a line between The profound and banal Losing my faith But now why's it so cold at night Whenever I'm alone The child is gone So I've been
Get me off, whatever your on, Or decided to be yourself, Let go of my beliefs, Fought for my doses, And come into my dreams as this dies, I'll only ever
Slaving for my solace of mind Digging in the sand until there's blood on my hands, Careless to the state I'm in, I've so long been alone, I've so long
Look at me now I'm losing control I don't know what to call myself. I know that I'm sick of playing a role All along I've been kidding myself, Seeking
You make your way but don't belong. I swear youre not the only one. Is that what you've been dreaming? There are other ways of staying strong , than keeping
We fell asleep in arms that fondled our teeth and sold them off to thieves Now we sell ourselves around Only time will tell if stories like these will
Tap the primal circuit, The current lets you know you're alive. Make this crushing power ceaseless, You could capture the world. When embracing the electric
Who are you, what have you become? A charming illusion, a source of confusion. Another day & you'll win the race, another day & you'll find your place
Now that we've reached the end, And I'm the only one surviving, I'm just waiting for the morning light, To touch my skin, Warm my heart, But I see a dead
To hit the mark, To bring the rain, To take a climb, The path to fame. I sat dreaming a lone, Then it came out of nowhere. An all too familiar voice
Hollow self indulgence leading the way In the wake of intent that day At the faultline, at the faultline we were Searching for answers Filthy crimes,
Until you're ready to break Until you're ready to bend Critical condition, critical. The years will wear down every brick you lay. There's more to life
