Woorden: Cabin Theory. Conspiracies. Sour Diesel.

Burn The flag
And send the ships
To the sea, this is to a time
Where I thought I was right.
Whats around you and see
Reality in the future
Your hands tend to shake
And the earth tends to quake

Blurred times and fairytale rhymes
That day will come were my mind detaches
And everything collapses
Whats around comes home forever
I won't be oh
And whens it over your head is up in a cloud of smoke
And it's filled with false hopes
What have you done
What have you done
What have you done
I have been burning it down burned alive
I have been burned alive I have said my prayers