Saint Asonia şarkı sözleri
Sam, the weak accompliceHe knew he had a choiceHe always startled easilyWith the sound of every voiceA pocket full of excessThey take and take and takeHe left 'em with a trigger pointedStaring at his shakesAnd it goes onIt goes onShe was given nothingBut their selfish lackThey sleep with one eye openBecause they know she's coming backBut she will wait her turnAbsent from concernThe furnace that's inside herIt burns and burns and burnsAnd it goes onIt goes onWeaklings never practiceWhat they preachThey cower down belowThat's what they call defeatAnd in their darkest hourIts hard to breatheWe try to catch up with the worldBut we're so far out of reachWe're so far out of reachLeaning in the darkStands this faked manSlicing her with her wordsAlways grabbing her with his handAnd it goes on, onIt goes onWeaklings never practiceWhat they preachThey cower down belowThat's what they call defeatAnd in their darkest hourIts hard to breatheWe try to catch up with the worldBut we're so far out of reachWe're so far out of reachI wish i had of warned youOf this broken pathWith each step you takeYou know there's no turning backWeaklings never practiceWhat they preachThey cower down belowThat's what they call defeatAnd in their darkest hourIts hard to breatheWe try to catch up with the worldBut we're so far out of reachWe try to catch up with the worldWe try to catch up with the worldWe try to catch up with the worldBut we're so far out of reachWe try to catch up with the worldWe try to catch up with the worldWe try to catch up with the worldBut we're so far out of reach
