The Collapse

Why exist
The farm of pedigrees have fallen ill while the collapse is the bomb of our half
I can only imagine what's it like to be an economic bastard sold to the state for the price of a stolen name
Bombs scatter
They cause the uproar
War waged will rape me

Running does no good on limbs that have been removed
I found my heart
It was reused to feed the tubes of a dying land we once knew
Home
I call this home

But I let the flames lick the wounds
But I let the flames lick the wounds
(I cannot believe it was you)
(I cannot believe it was you)
(I cannot believe it was you)
(I cannot believe it was you)
(I cannot believe it was you)
(I cannot believe it was you)
I cannot believe it was you

The only way that this is gonna work
Is if you leave me for dead
As you ride in the hearse
As you ride in the hearse

The only way that this is gonna work
Is if you leave me for dead
As you ride in the hearse
As you ride in the hearse
As you ride in the hearse
As you ride in the hearse