August Burns Red
Fool's Gold In The Bear Trap
There is a world out there
That doesn't care about the problems in your head
The disbelief you can't conceive
Is what clouds your thoughts with dread
Backstabbers roam the streets
Prowling for their next kill
Disregard for human life powers how they feel
Fool's gold in the bear trap
Line them up and watch their legs snap one by one
Skip every step and you'll be left standing on the cracks
But it's breaking your back
Like following a map but scrapping every part
Except for the "X"
Don't make significant decisions
Based on the path of least resistance
From Letras Mania