Letras: Ghost Of A Thousand. New Hopes, New Demonstrations. Running On Empty.

I'm dead in my mother's eyes, this band barely keeps me alive, this band is the source of all my troubles, all worries. This battleship has struck the tide, it's sailors thrown up on my side, black water flows through all I know and all I know is burials. Oh! No future? I'll risk it. At least the risks we take are as a unit. When all we've got is pride, my futures upped and died, I'll cherish every second we're together. I won't remember all the starlight in your skies, I'll just remember all the black tar round your waistband, we pushed the bodies in the lake but it's a train wreck, we never tangle with the weak. No future? I'll risk it. At least the risks we take are as a unit. When all we've got is pride, my futures upped and died, I'll cherish every second we're together. When all we've got is pride, my futures upped and died but god it left a corpse so pretty. Cherish every second with you.