Tekst
Never touch on the topic of entitlement
But I'm scared and weathered
Worn and weak
Infantile, yet spent
I'll put a flag in this rock
A symblance of home
Collapse trough the thunder
Until it leaves me alone
Rips the flag from my home
Breaks it in half
And moves on
Tear the skin from my hands
Leaving only the bone
I'll continue to climb
Until the muscle is gone
Never time to heal
Only repeat again
Until there's nothing
Nothing but skeletons
Threw the trophies all out long ago
Traded them for souvenirs
Places I always wanted to go
Pressed pennies
Collected by a kid
With eyes so wide and humble
I need to know that he still exists
But we put him in the ground
Laid him to rest
He was robbed of his time
So I'm bringing him back
Tear the skin from my hands
Leaving only the bone
I'll continue to climb
Until the muscle is gone
Never time to heal
Only repeat again
Until there's nothing
Nothing left but skeletons
There is no end (There is no end)
Apparent to me
Eyes set straight ahead (Eyes set straight ahead)
Body bent on hands and knees
Crawl before you can walk
Only to crawl again
Gaining momentum
Though we're crawling again
Crawl before you can walk
Until there's nothing
Nothing left but skeletons
