This Town Needs Guns
There's No 'i' In Time
Watching dust move
The dead skin, dancing was you
Now it’s something new
Awake in wait, floating away
In the wake of your own fate
Break under your dead weight
Or persuade change
What’s there to choose
Between nothing, nothing, there’s you
What have you to lose?
Sing, once you die you were not alive
Terrify your lies
Fright out the zeitgeist
You are not, you weren’t, and you will not be
There’s no good times
When there’s no history
Why be obesely morbid?
Dread makes no sense, you were born dead
So live instead
Just admit it never happened
Sing, once we die we were not alive
Terrify our lies
Fright out the zeitgeist
We are not, we weren’t, and we will not be
There’s no bad times
When there’s no history
From Letras Mania