Stuck Lucky. Possom Soul. Paint These Walls. Zeneszám

Going to paint these walls going to run you through see the times are tough look what were coming to can't walk the path without the stabbing truth that god is lost with sheep like you sowed the ground now we're falling through face of hate what's the golden rule going to paint these going to run you through 'cause the lies you speak make me feel doomed it's the fire from hell and the stars that move we're all going down but not with you our time has some the end is here we've worked for lies this much is clear that most means none and now we cry a fleeting moment a blink in time the truth is clear your love the only end i've feared the only life i can deal with the only death i can't live with so meet me at the corner bar we'll sing we'll laugh before we fall on this road we can't evolve