The Empiric lyrics

We're running out of space But falling into place The cracks we fill, no fault of ours Although we take the blame Did you think that you could take The bend and then the break With promises of gold you claimed Were fiction yesterday? Do you feel alive? Don't go outside Hold your breath This could be the end We're running blind On borrowed time Tell me, my friend Do you fear death? Do you fear death? The choices you made were only protecting your riches Ignoring the signs, you buried your heads in the sand But when this is over and we find gaps in the stitches Let it be known you've got blood on your hands The choices you made were only protecting your riches Ignoring the signs, you buried your heads in the sand But when this is over and we find gaps in the stitches Let it be known you've got blood on your hands Blood on your hands Do you feel alive? Don't go outside Hold your breath This could be the end We're running blind On borrowed time Tell me, my friend Do you fear death? Do you fear death? Do you fear death? Do you fear death? Do you fear death?