Writing On The Wall (THE UNDERGROUND SESSIONS A SIDE)

Buried heads beneath the sand Watch the world become a waste land Time has run over The hourglass turned around The weight's on your shoulder Digging you much deeper into the ground No more dancing No more bleeding blind No more second chances Taking everything for granted Trynna break your fall But now your empty handed The writing's on the wall Sound of silence in my ear One by one we watch them disappear Temperature's rising But gold can never rust No more disguising Ash to ash, dust to dust It's all unfolding But no one seems to care The world's exploding Taste the... Taking everything for granted Trynna break your fall But now your empty handed The writing's on the wall No more dancing No more bleeding blind No more second chances Taking everything for granted Trynna break your fall But now your empty handed The writing's on the wall Taking everything for granted Trynna break your fall But now your empty handed The writing's on the wall