Songtexte:
Justin The Red From The Wreckage

Burn all the empires Wake up the children Gather wounded We've got a problem Been burning every bridge we touch I'm not in control We are not in control

busy Wake up traitor You are destroying yourself So much blood on your hands She believed every word that you said Then you cut her throat She fell to the ground Just

Alive at last Your words are broken machines Lay me down And I will learn not to sleep Collapse these walls We'll rebuild this dream No more lies The