young, That I could one day hold the world right as it spun, But now it seems as though I've made a mess of everything I've ever done Could I forget it all
: I carry my mistakes And she carries them too When all I see are bruises black She shows me the blue I remember the tears in the morning The dread
Breathe air cold and clean 'Cos I've been living on my knees Since I was seventeen Thought I was safe beneath the smoke But even undercover I still choke My wings are
I will never be the same again A distress call to one and all, Can you hear me? Please respond, 'Cause I'm searching for a sign of life, But all I hear
t bury our dead We watch but we don't learn Entertained but unconcerned And unaware You burn the books you never read Because of what you think they said I'm not dead
: I walk these streets with bloodied hands Looking for the peace I've lost Buried in the sand we live our lives On front lines We are all at war with
: A notion cold as the night air Starts within in my head Spreads like ink right through my veins All of our kings are dead I am not a scholar and I
: A continent of doubt weighs heavy on mind, how long can my brittle bones bend, before they yield and snap? I don't wanna know, 'cause i'm so scared
let it all go higher is impossible loose lips sink ships we're on our way down so slowly we all drift down all our kings are dead now. (Thanks to
: I see the vultures over head (over head) They're circling for the waking dead (waking dead) Walking the line Mile after mile Seems so much further
All of my colour is bleeding away, So now you watch me fade into the endless grey, Into the endless grey. I keep the inevitable at arms length Pushing back with all
I walk these streets with bloodied hands Looking for the peace I've lost Buried in the sand we live our lives On front lines We are all at war with time
A notion cold as the night air Starts within in my head Spreads like ink right through my veins All of our kings are dead I am not a scholar and I don