Teksty: Farewell To Freeway. Held Down With Busted Arms.

when you're coming down on us it's so simple this is our final scapegoat and it's rendered in our design it's working out now will you come down on us when there's no way out say that you're all mine quick light the signal while we embrace the sound we shall reign flash kill the sole heir we'll assume the throne like it or not our fire will drown out the stars will our embers shine in your eyes heart pulse is fast blood is boiling at last