Texty:
Fightstar One Day Son

I know you've got choices to make I hope you make them well It only takes a click of the wrist I hope you live to tell We cannot build upon over what

You can all pretend That you don't know enough Enough to make sense All this will be gone And you can sink beneath The rapture we've spawned What have

If you could write with all your heart It would be a better life with better times to keep If you could carry both of us Would you find a better way to

If you, you are the bolts that are making the Earth spin Then I have failed to embrace the touch of my own skin So please, please make me love To be

Just re-write these words upon my grave And look down on everything we loved Loose lips, sink ships and leaders For this you need to lead us all For every

Now the days are all the same Losing sight and hold of home You and I Will never make it out of here Alive Cause there will come A day when you silence

. Just come alone and gather round Till your gonna shake up your aim Cause one day son this will all be yours I'm sorry for this mess. The night, the day

On and off You told me to wake you up When the hand reaches the six I crash over, laying (laying) My eyes on the road Help me to hold on to all your

not going to be prepared for this You led the terror closer to your front door Win or loose, hope your faster (?) Than you can live to face the day