With bated breath and a lousy disposition
We cling to anything resembling a solution
Our hopes hanging on a fabricated premise
So desperate to believe
And for what
Its fucking useless
And for what
Its fucking worse
I built a bomb only to dismantle it
But I built another one and I felt it go off
When I emerged with burns and scars
We were finally free
When we thought we’d never see the day
Without a chance in hell
We made it possible again
I will dust myself off
And we will ride at dawn again
I found the engine room
Tucked at the end of a hallway
Away from all the noise
I stumbled outside into the alley
I was in pursuit of something I couldn’t remember
There was a hammer leaning against a dumpster
So I picked it up.
I found the engine room.
I tore it down.
When I emerged with burns and scars
We were finally free
When we thought we’d never see the day
Without a chance in hell
We made it possible again
I will dust myself off
And we will ride at dawn again
credits
from MMXIII,
released March 13, 2013
recorded by John Gehring
mastered by Jack Shirley
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