Well our souls are all mistaken in the same misguided way We all end up forsaken, we're just choosing our own way The future now incinerates before our very eyes And leaves us with emptiness of no more tries
Well our visions of glory have spiraled down the drain The best of our intentions come crashing down in flames The depths of our despair we are unable to contain
And all my friends are crawling Our mak'r comes a calling
Well the tracers from yesteryear are burning in the dust Your bruises are reminders of naivete and trust You're only feeling stronger cause your body's getting numb Put the coins in your eyes
And all my friends are crawling Our mak'r comes a calling
And all my friends are crawling Our mak'r comes a calling
And all my friends are crawling