Texty: Darkest Hour. A Cold Kiss.

Of a dying breed and a decaying seed
We've been watching for years waiting for it to bleed
Handshakes and contracts
Just before, they turn their backs

We've played along for far too long
We've played along far too long

We'll lay this town to waste
We'll leave you with a bitter taste
A long road, no closer to home
Long road and we know, we're still alone

We'll lay this town to waste
We'll leave you with a bitter taste
A long road, no closer to home
Long road and we know, we're still alone

We've played along for far too long
We hope you listen to at least this song

We'll lay this town to waste
We'll leave you with a bitter taste
A long road, no closer to home
Long road and we know, we're still alone

We'll lay this town to waste
We'll leave you with a bitter taste
A long road, no closer to home
Long road and we know, we're still alone, alone

Nothing but traces
Countless empty faces
With black lips
The cold kiss of rejection

We'll lay this town to waste
We'll leave you with a bitter taste
A long road no closer to home
Long road and we know, we're still alone

We'll lay this town to waste
We'll leave you with a bitter taste
A long road no closer to home
Long road and we know, we're still alone, alone
Long road and we know, we're still alone