Song Length |
4:32 |
Genre |
Rock - Modern |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Unstable lines are what we walk,
a million screams cant make us stop,
confusing sights make me break down,
and evil men put on their crowns
the breeze shoots by like a misty leak,
the old the dead the sick the weak
my thoughts are filled with uneven rows
this is not how a life should go
special numbers and cult-born lies
I'll make my choice after i die
I'll pluck the strings that cut my hands
but that wont help me choose my plan
reaching kids and screaming out
nobody has to kick and shout
light up the flame to start it all
if it doesnt end soon its reached the wall
the breeze shoots by like a misty leak
the old the dead the sick the weak
my thoughts are filled with uneven rows
this is not how a life should go
special numbers and cult-born lies
I'll make my choice after i die
I'll pluck the strings that cut my hands
but that wont help me choose my plan
uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh, huh
uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
please dont overshoot me
Im standing right here,
you, my only fear
you, my only fear
you, my only fear
you, my only fear
you, my only feeearr
special numbers and cult-born lies
I'll make my choice after i die
I'll pluck the strings that cut my hands
but that wont help me choose my plan