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