So much sweet in this fucking room...
Cuz I’ve been here from the start
So don’t try to say a word
I’ve tasted failure and I’ve tasted my blood
And I’ve seen the glory shining bright so far
So many reasons to go over that words
Stupid shit from a brat with some downloaded songs
I guess you want to see us falling down
And we’re falling down, just to go back on our feet
You’ve said “I havent seen you around”
But last shows were tearing me down
It was like watching a feeling dying
Do you remember when
the mixtapes sounded so loud through this broken earphones?
No more tears for something that is already dead
Because all the bands fucking sucks
and we all sound the same
But we still love to clean the blood from our frets
We love to fall, just to go back on our feet
You want to see us falling down