My hat goes off to you
It must be hard to choose between what you should be, and the coward that just comes so naturally
So many wasted days
Just sit back and watch the second hand erase, the chance to change what’s wrong with this place
If you want empath-y
You won’t get none from m-e
We will be the last one standing as your e-mpire falls
The evidence is clear
It seems you live in fear of moving out from underneath opinions that you hold so dear
And the boys that stole the show
Coat your hands in gold
Never mind that all the while the whole world was dying now
Tell us what we want
Tell us what we need
As we supply your lust for greed now
~Chorus~
We will be the last one standing when your e-mpire falls away
A hundred thousand angels singing as your e-mpire falls away
E-mpire falls
(We will be the last one standing when your e-mpire falls away)
(A hundred thousand angels singing as your e-mpire falls away)
