Unarmed For Victory Panic: We're Hanging Here
Must we all pretend that this was all a pretense?
I can't get away this time, I can't get away this time
The earth is coming to shake, who's listening?
Who's ashamed?
Oh the earth is coming to shake,
I'm listening, I'm ashamed
I'll admit I haven't been the most clever,
I'll admit I haven't been clever
In fact my name is dishonor...
There comes a time where I'd like to think progression
is in effect
These situations always call for intelligence
Coughing a lung, what is it I'm taking in?
I can hear the clock laughing
I can hear the clock laugh at me
With the exhale, I hear the sound of unwinding..
It's time that we evolve, I pray to God that you agree
Cause the earth is filling quickly with withering trees
And the branches, they all chase me
And the branches, they surround me
(The branches they fool me! They fool me!)
I try not to look disgruntled for the ball, this
masquerade
Peel through my remains, peel through my remains
And there I find myself sitting with my disenchanted
reflection
No time to reflect,
I have none
No time to reflect,
The clock strikes twelve...
