Låttexter
Could I be wrong?
Or did I just watch
You cut your own throat
To maintain a sense of control?
Within, where logic sleeps with the pigs
I'm half in your world
So you drag me down with your ship
Lead us into war, leave the real world behind
Give in to scorn
Burn, run and hide
Waging our war has give me something pure to believe in
From my moral high ground I'm up here looking down at the parasites snapping at the air
And i guess I'm still somewhat confused
You put a grenade in your mouth and pulled the pin out in the hope that I'd get hurt by the blast
I offered to drop, even begged you to stop
For your own worthless sake, and I meant what I said
But you had to defile and then hid like a child
Let the grownups clean over the mess that you'd made
Do you feel shame?
Lead us into war
Leave the real world behind
Give in to scorn
Burn, run and hide
I can see the waves rushing from your shores
I can hear the praise running from your door
You sacrificed your name and all that you've worked for
Just to feed your scorn.
