Death Becomes Us

Pack up our hearts it is finally time to end all of this. If you've got nothing left to say then get the fuck out. Throw your guitar down turn the mic off and walk away, just walk away

Get the fuck out. It ceased to mean anything when you second guessed everything, when you simply stopped believing

We have heard this all before, there is no hope for us, we've lost every competition you've placed us in, there are no spokesman our generation is already dead...

And we dance to all the songs we've played, and we cop to all of our mistakes

Sometimes it feels like its us against them so we lie to ourselves to keep from giving in

But we will always know the truth, we tried and we failed.But we are still here laughing with injuries