Teksty: Every Bridge Burned. Other. Boots.

Walking through
no one will see us
our coats and shrouds
someone will notice
call him
have him
meet us out front
the car is coming
getting away with murder
away with murder
sound the alarm
sirens are coming
sound the alarm
well I don't think
we are done
he moved too quickly
for my tastes
what happened?
what happened to his face?
wait what will it take?
what happened to him?
what about family?
i wanted you to see
the man that I could be
with opportunity
the desperate man I am
is all because of you
and because of our family
it's all because of you
it's all because of you
tell them
that I am
sorry
they will watch you
suffer
they can
get by