Texty: Concrete Society. Diesel And bones. Coma.

Running blind to satisfy
believing that we life forever
and forget about the next suprise
causing us into a stormy weather

While taking everything granted
is a coma everyday
and then it gets to you
so you can learn from your mistakes
the hard way

It's like a sad diseas
waiting to unfold
will we ever learn
that we are never in control

And when the streets collide
in a heartbeat it's all over
only then do we realise
that the end could be around the corner

Infected
Dissected
We're only flesh and bones
Medicated, dead and naked
food for thought before your gone

It's like a sad diseas
waiting to unfold
will we ever learn
that we are never in control

When reality reminds
like a hollow voice within
If you get a second chance
then make the best of everything

One wrong turn
putting life on hold
your turn is over
before you even know

It's like a sad diseas
waiting to unfold
will we ever learn
that we are never in control

When reality reminds
like a hollow voice within
If you get a second chance
then make the best of everything

Make the best of everything!