Papercuts Future Primitive
I'm a soldier in the world
But we'll leave it all someday
Whats the use in trying to hide
Where we came from anyway?
We are born to this world
?Out on known from the beyond?
When it's time to return
You wont be looking in the mirror
Future primitive
The ones you left behind
Are still with you my dear
The life of our dirt
We are here and we're gone
It's our work that marches on
Well we cross the river once
And we'll do it once again
The valley it will open
And the mountains fall to their knees
Take the girl from the parents
And leave the rest behind
What you wanted was your life
Well you'll get something more
Future primitive
The ones you left behind
Are still with you my dear
The life of our dirt
We are here and we're gone
It's our work that marches on
