One foot, then the other
Such embarrassment
It wasn't meant that
I, I should discover
Such offensive things
The suffering since
(Hoped to the ground?)
But I really never had enough
They've got pride in him
This tide turns lives over
A back-town prophecy
Adorned in stony skin
We never ever [never ever]
Ever had to like to move ahead
But here in oblivion
We cling to what we can
So in the end [in the end]
We can say that with these hands
We took it all back
It all back
So let us force a smile
And pretend that we're alive
Oh, but somewhere
None of this happened
The bullets removed themselves
Life is beautiful
I have a home above the lake where I could