It falls apart
Clockwork hearts, running out.
Rusted needle in the vein
We all fall down

We find our places, in circuitry
We worship our Gods, the TV screens
We substitute, our lives for another

It's kill or be killed
It's our nature
To give up control
It's our failure

Like young lovers planting seeds,
It's anarchy, head down in shame,
Seasons come and seasons go and
We grow old, never learn from our mistakes

Around the crown, we all fall down
Rusted people all in vain, corroding in the rain
A well made dream, flog it down, destroyed it for you
Your time well spent, a living lie that covers everything

It's kill or be killed
It's our nature
To give up control
It's our failure

Like young lovers planting seeds,
Its anarchy, head down in shame
Seasons come and seasons go and
We grow old, never learn from our mistakes

Never

Cross the river, down we go, hold me under
Hold your breath, and place the part, race towards the finish line. X2

Race towards the finish line,
What's mine is yours, and yours is mine X3
Race towards the finish line

And hope is something you have lost
The past is holding on and on X2