Lyrics

Picture this: You're caught inside a trap You've burned up every bridge You're never going back Picture this: Your hand inside a vice You've got no one to blame The cause: your own device Time to wake up darling Time to open your eyes Rise and shine my darling Time to wake up From this nightmare And we're saying You had promised faith and compassion You delivered strife and aggression As you sugarcoat your transgression The blood rolls down your fingers Chapter Two The stage already set Now history repeats How soon we all forget Chapter Three The money has been spent The bags are coming home Obituaries sent