Testo di The Wreckage

Last chance To draw weapons Cold hands On open sores Don't care About keeping score Well you get what you give Nothing more You invest once you've spent it all I sink To the ocean floor Makes sense If you've been before I'm scared Of my own echo You can't get what you give anymore You invent who you gave it up for I connect to the wreckage Last chance To draw weapons Cold hands And more echoes Well you get what you give Nothing more You invest once you've spent it all I connect to the wreckage