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He remembers the first war, way the air burned his lungs raw (but we still had a voice to sing)

My brothers not the way I remember them to be, jealousy, drunk with envy

Go

Hell bent on your revenge, I gotta say I can't think of a better way

And I am the treacherous one, I can't be your savior

And I am the coward beneath, hoping that you lose your way

I am the burden upon your back, and you're the slave

I bide my time, with me it's forever

For me it's forever

Every generation is growing weaker and number to the atrocities we place on each other

Forgo the envelope that they keep pushing till nothing ever shocks us, or phases us

The bodies keep dropping, the world keeps turning round......you're waking up

Can you remind me of the glory?

Picking up the pieces left in the dark corners of your memory

He remembers the first war, way the air burned his lungs raw

Take me home, I won't go, this subject is the undertow

Go

Hell bent on your revenge, I gotta say I can't think of a better way

And I am the treacherous one, I can't be your savior

And I am the coward beneath, I'm hoping that you lose your way (x2)

Would you bleed for me? as I bled for you?

Would you bleed just like I fucking told you to?

No I didn't think so (x2)