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Songtexte: Atlantic Aftermath. Come Hell Or High Water. Stranger In Strangeland.


It's this constant fight that keeps me at my senses
Another hit, another weekend
Night by night it?s the same old antics
Destructive ways without destructive means

Hypocritical bullshit starts to piss me off
Societal heroes that are furtively lost
These wanna-be gods carved their name in stone
We ditched that shit and chose to roam alone

What will you do
When your worlds falling down
Your severed roots
Lost touch with the ground
It's crystal clear
That I won't stay here
One more time
My final escape

What goes out comes back around
And I hope your ready to break this town
Too many years suppressed by these fears
Its time to rise, its time to take a stand

Giving you up I'm taking whats mine
I'd like to thank all of you for wasting my time
For acting with words and never speaking your mind
Your slacktivist ways will always get you left behind

What will you do
When your worlds falling down
Your severed roots
Lost touch with the ground
It's crystal clear
That I won't stay here
One more time
My final escape

What I say has heart, there?s no need to invest
Cuz I stand for something that I?ll strongly attest
Keep this in mind next time you run your mouth
While you lack the words to tell me what your about

The whole world will never forget

WHAT WE?VE DONE!

What will you do
When your worlds falling down
Your severed roots
Lost touch with the ground
It's crystal clear
That I won't stay here
One more time
My final escape
Atlantic Aftermath