Pushed away This is my dream, Ill die to defend it A jury of wolves, chained to a city All of my heroes are thieves This is a warning Time will haunt you I will cut you down I pray you fear that end is near. Breathe in the air, now that were older, isnt it colder than before? And I had a heart of gold but it doesnt seem to shine bright anymore. So lets open a jar of fireflies and light up your room tonight, and lose track of our lives, doesnt it feel just like the first time? Breathe in the air, isnt it colder than you remember? And this summer breeze could make me believe its the dead of december. Always wanting to feel alive and always ending up unsatisfied, cause no matter how I try, itll never feel just like the first time. I claim this hate All the scars on your sleeve are the price that you pay Idols turn to dust All your beliefs covered in rust Bring down the throne Tear down the altar Burn it in your mind, I will protect this with my life Can you hear me? This is a song of a traitor, In a world of open wounds. Are you listening? This is a song of a traitor, In a world of open wounds So after all weve learned, after all weve seen, and after everything Will you help me tear it down? And after all the lies that kept us occupied while they slipped the knife, Wont you help me tear it down? No heroes, no traitors Who will you believe? Bring down the throne Tear down the altar. And after all the years they tricked us into stacking bricks, Wont you help me tear it down, So we can rebuild it?
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 06:03:06 +0000
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