Chairs thrown and tables toppled. Hands armed with broken bottles. Standing no chance to win but. We're not running, We're not running. . There's a point I think we're missing.
We've been alright up until now. But the air that we breathe is about to run out. We've rehearsed our lines clear and loud. But the cue never came and the lights.
Set me off like dynamite. Strapped tight around my waist. We are the ones in competition. But claim this ain't no race. . Let's go!. . Take a breath and explode like bullets.
Wake me up inside. Tell me there's a reason. Take another step. To get up off my knees and. Follow this path of most resistance. How ever it takes us.
So look in my eyes, what will you leave behind once you've gone? (so precious). You got what you came for now I think it's time to move on (went will you stay).
Are we so alone. So distant. So forgotten. As we think ourselves to be?. . These are our lives. But did they ever even matter?. Are we worth remembering?.