To Fit The Mold

(альбом: Glorious Collision - 2011)

We are liars and vultures
Rapists of the weak
Plunders of peace, oh
We're on a constant search for someone
To walk us through the storm
To help us when we're lost
Make us understand we're not alone
We are defenseless
Not knowing when we will fall
Without words and speechless
Walk us through the storm
On a bound collision course

We're scared we'll end up to nothing
And we change to fit the mold
We are... we're accidents forced to happen

(We are liars and vultures)
(Rapists of the weak)
Plunders of peace
And we are hiding from each other
Afraid you'll see our right face
We're planning the escape
To rid our fate

We're scared we'll end up to nothing
And we change to fit the mold
We are... we're accidents forced to happen, oh yeah
We are the hollowed center and
And we bend to reach to control
How far... how far will we reach for something?
We don't even know

We're scared we'll end up to nothing
And we change to fit the mold
We are... we are the hollowed center and
How far... how far will we reach for something?
Something we don't even know
We are... so afraid of the unknown

We're scared we'll end up to nothing
And we change to fit the mold
We are afraid we stand last with nothing
And we bend to reach control...