Letras: Forfeit. Demo '07. Life Support.

When the fucking world asks us to bow down our heads,
and let maturity's blade sever our innocent necks,
the sands of time race to slip through the cracks
the hum of amplifiers lets us break the hour glass,

at alters of plywood, we scream out our lungs
far from liar's eyes, devoid of forked tongues.
feelings of safety, twenty minutes at a time
while the rest of the world is a failure by design.

days slip by, it seems I'm losing track
twenty-one years gone, I'll never get them back
I try to reminisce about all the time I've spent
but i just can't seem to find, where the fuck it all went

where time went
feeling left - behind

but this lets us feel alive

this is our way to feel alive