كلمات Knuckles

Broken notions of friends and the way times used to be We wanted more, but then he's felt it all before All the angers of life, the piss righteous of men The tables turned, and now we pace to watch you burn Wait for the energy Wait for one... The fame of all the years surrounds you... So sway upon the surface...take it all away. The fate of all the years surrounds you... So sway upon the surface... Lonely questions of life, and the way it ought to be You wanted more, swearing your life and now its born. Painted fists, shouts of bliss, empty promise of the plan Showered with lies, and now they grin and watch you die Wait for the energy Wait for your time to come down Stay for the fists to see wait for the one! The fame of all the years surrounds you... So sway upon the surface...take it all away. The fate of all the years surrounds you... So sway upon the surface... If and I forget...All the sounds inside, the sounds inside If and I forget...all the sounds inside, its bound to die Wait for the energy wait for the one! The fame of all the years surrounds you... So sway upon the surface...take it all away. The fate of all the years surrounds you... So sway upon the surface...