Whats there left to do in this world but drown in your sins
A planet so blinded by
Seven things
Why write them off so soon when you have just begun
When you have just begun
Oh, oh
The skeletons in your closet still have the flesh on their bones still from the makeshift morgue in your home
Youre not alone
Youre not alone in this hell
We might as well we might as well join you
The seven wonders of this world
Is something in us
Is something curled
Up into the lives
Of each other
Of husbands and wives
That cant seem to stand by
Each others sides
Fake love is not
Fake love is not
Fake love is not hard to find
The skeletons in your closet
Still have the flesh on their bones
Still from the makeshift morgue on their homes
Theyre not alone
Theyre not alone in this hell
We might as well
We might as well join you
Join you
Were almost as equally guilty
Equally guilty
Equally guilty
Like a good guy to a bad plot
Theres a crooked cop
That cant cease to stop
All the madness flowing through his mind
The adrenaline rush helps him through everyday of his life
Adrenaline rush
Helps him through everyday of his life
Adrenaline rush helps him through everyday of his life
Of his life
Of his life
Of his life
Of his life
Of his life
Its time to own
Its time to own up
Its time to own up to your mistakes
Its time your gun
Its time youre gonna
Its time youre gonna have to pay
Its time to own
Its time to grow up
Its time to own up to your mistakes
Go get your gun
Its time to run now run now
Run away
Run away
Dont blink or close your eyes
Or forever be surprised
To the notion Youre going to die
In future moments
Oh I could picture a time
When there was a line that wouldnt be crossed
What a dream so lost
In the abyss of all the good hearts instead of the selfish people