Darkest Hour. Demon (s). Zeneszám

Oh, you and me, we're the same
Asking for more, more than the numbing existence
Offered us all

What did they say? What did they do?
To make you crawl back in
Despite everything that you've been through
You're still right here where I left you

We can lift up our hands to the sky
Find all of those strings that they're pulling
And keep from falling back
Into our old rhythmic poses turning us into machines

And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way
We won't all look the same way down
And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way
And we'll all take the same way out

And all these illusions dropped on a sea of believers
Crowding around as they hunt me down
And throw me out while all the rest of the others
Bang their heads in the dredges

And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way
We won't all look the same way down
And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way
And we'll all take the same way out

And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way
We won't all look the same way down
And one of these days we'll no longer betray ourselves in any way
And we'll all take the same way out

So don't give up on me, we can still be pretend
This is all just a game, that'll work itself out in the end