It's down to now, the last strech, the final chapter, nothings left for us now, the dust has settled, the end has past us. Because when the bell rings, when the light fades out, when the choir sings, when the truth is out. Can you look at yourself and say, "I made a change". Can you think to yourself, "there was another way". There is another way.
You can't save yourself from change, when every breath in your body remains.
This is your story. This is your fable. The chance is yours to turn the tables.
Make yourself remembered, make yourself be heard.
Track Name: Momentum
It's been six years, we've made it for this long, the memories of failed pleas burned into this song. Your done for here, there's better bands, your time has come and past. A chance to make this last.
We'll never be the sharpest knife in the draw. We'll never be top of the pile. Whether were near to our goal, or not. It's loud it's clear, we'll give this a shot.
For the record were here now, we always have been, members come, members go, people come and fade. These past years, hiding under a rock, for better or for worse we can never stop.
Sweet justice, a dedication. Sweet justice, this moment is ours. Deep rooted, for the reason of music. Ingrained, is the reason we stay. This passion, a chance to shine.
And we still stand strong. Defeated, but we still stand strong
Track Name: Slow Burner
Your existence is a contradiction, lie after lie, to make yourself worthwhile. The cold hard truth, is that you hide yourself from your friends, a fraud, exposed, time after time.
I hate to break it to you, your not the person in the mirror. Your god's your last hope, your on your knees.
I don't want to live my life in fear. I don't deserve this.
And on that crucifying solemn day. I hope you scream out to the gods and say.
"Please forgive me, I don't deserve this"
Track Name: Subtraction
The curtains raised, the knifes are out, the cards are on the table, it's your time to shout. The light at the end of the tunnel, the gold at the end of the rainbow, the music to my ears, the one fulfilling symbol. Is'nt getting any easier, and the monkey's on our back, and we live and we sleep and we tour, and we keep this on track. This is the life that we choose to lead, the tune rings out, louder and louder.
And when we measure it up, the glass is half full. It's never getting empty, this music's never dull. Problems round every corner, finances drained. Here we are, standing strong, were still fighting our case.
This is the life, we choose to lead, the tune rings out, louder and louder.
The sweat pours out. Our hearts beat on. This is our lives. Golden memories of what's been and gone.