Time Keeps Running

(альбом: The Dead Days - 2019)

What the fuck, you've all gone nuts
Like children armed with matches and loaded guns
My god, was I oblivious?
We're mad as fucking hatters 'cause nothing ever mattered to us

The kerosene in me
Laced with gasoline
Ignite a fire they'd see
For miles away from the scene

Time keeps running
Gone in moments
Bodies burning
Blind to omens
Hell stays hungry
For a world so weak

Hate was the only thing that got in my way
Some things never change
No confidence for coming clean will I amount to anything
Anxieties that I've never faced this way

The kerosene in me
Laced with gasoline
Ignite a fire they'd see
For miles away from the scene

Time keeps running
Gone in moments
Bodies burning
Blind to omens
Hell stays hungry
For a world so weak

Oh, so it goes broken and so alone
Leave me hysterical
Sorrow consumes us all
They only want you to bleed

Time keeps running
Gone in moments
Bodies burning
Blind to omens
Hell stays hungry (They sharpen their teeth)
For a world so weak
So weak

Bled me like a leech