Caer
K.O.M.A.
Fall
Bending over for a damn misery
Counting the years, losing track
Getting used to hearing the siren
Ignoring everything, stuck in the shit
What the hell do you want?
I can't fall any lower!
Wanting to see clearly but only seeing fog
Closing my eyes, losing my mind
Screaming out with no response
Crying in anger on a deserted street
What the hell do you want?
I can't fall any lower!
Chronic nausea in your presence
Hatred flows through our veins
We're running out of patience
We'll be Judas at the last supper
