Testo di Two-Fifty

All hail an emminent collapse You can fumble for your maps But we're exhausted by the facts We still believe old Henry's dream An assembly line, a team The fire brand the steam Who believes it more than we Pull the switch and find the fireman We need more than fun We need a plan, A solution, We need efficiency. We all are fractured factory lines Once filled with bliss and drive Now hope bees without a hive How will we survive? There is a room for me or you. They just don't need us like they did when it was new Well it's a lack of sheer commitment, A lack of tightening the bound of moving on Let's move forward out of Let's move forward out of Let's move forward out of Let's move on...