Too late. I was seperating sides
. As we try... to tame our tongues
Don't beg the question
Let's black out the sun and the sky and paint the town red tonight to feel alive
We will be kings and queens
Your creator blow me away
I am your loaded gun
Your creator blow me away
You are my chosen one
Out of your minds; starving this hunger inside
Invisible as a light
Chasing the rising lines to feel alive
Your disease cures meYour creator blow me away
I am your loaded gun
Your creator blow me away
You are my chosen oneI was seperating sides
Unite
Your creator blow me away
I am your loaded gun
Your created blow em away
You are my chosen one
