Be the sound
that runs through my head
me I'm already dead
If the Smoke from town,
that tears the skyline down,
is any indication that it's time
Blood in my veins and what do I do?
Poison my brain and act like a fool!
Woah oh woahooho
A step, and I'm sure
this is what I've been fighting for.
two decades rolling on with no regret
It begins again
with every breath that I take in, and the air is tasting different now, my friend
Blood in my veins and what do I do?
Poison my brain and act like a fool!
Woah oh woahooho