Testo: Atreyu. A Deathgrip On Yesterday. Your Private War.

From My Own Eye I Have Been Burning Down Bridges
My Only Problem Was Forcing I Was Stabbed And Carved Out
I Never Looked Down And Now I Lay Deep In Your Bullshit
If Your Ready For A Battle Then Im Ready For A War
So We Can Dance To See What Lies
How easily we are deceived,
how easily we will believe

Oh No Im Out Of Ammo
Your Bullet Buried In My Head
For Everyday Is Another Slug
I Will Pour Them Out Of My Chest x2

Chorus
So Raise Your Voices
And Hold Your Hopes Up High
Tell Your Stories Run Your Mouth And Tell Your Lies

After All This Time Dont Wash My Blood Off Of Your Hands
Any Crack Can See You So The Out Sucking Mixing In
What Does It Make You The Fucking
Just To Fucked Up To Pull Yourself Up
Are Those Your Always Pulling Down

Chorus x2

Youve Cursed My Name Burned Down My House
As I Let My Soul You Gas Your Town
And I Can Live Without

Your Passing Judgement The Sun Eclipses
The Feeling Is Though I Can Not See Youve Had Your Chances x2

Chorus x2

Close My Eyes Curse My Name x2
Fuck!