| Lyrics: | All in all,… its no ones fault,….
excuses turn to carbon wall,…
blame it
all on chemical intercourse.
the swallowed seeds of arrogance,…
breeding in
the thoughts of ten,….
thousand fools who fight irrelevance.
the full moon is
dead skin,…
the one down heres wearing thin,…
so set up,.. the ten
pins.
as the human tide rolls in,….
like a ball that's spinning.
Bombs
,…. dropping down,…..
overhead,….. underground,….
its
instilled,… to wanna live.
Bombs ,…. dropping down,…..
please
forgive,…. our hometown,…..
In our insignificance.
Turn the jukebox up,
he said,…
Dancing in irreverance,….
Play V3,…. let the song
protest.
The plates begin to shift,….
perfect lefts come rolling
in,…
I was alone,… and far away,…
when I heard the band start
playing,…
on the lip,… late take off.
Bombs ,…. dropping
down,…..
Feel like resonance of distance,…
In the blood,.. the iron
lies.
Its instilled,…. to wanna live |
