Switchblade
Grenade
Loaded gun
No one
Faces covered
No color
I don't recognize
Any heartless eyes
Strangers fall around me
Red tears finally set free
Running down the streets
Dripping down my hands into the crimson sea
Fall on my knees
This is not what I want to be
Spoken spite
Creeping night
Evil seeps in
Fills emptiness within
Attacks us all
We start to fall
Millions gone
None see the dawn
Strangers fall around me
Red tears finally set free
Running down the streets
Dripping down my hands into the crimson sea
Fall on my knees
This is not what I want to be
The deed is done
There is no one
Left to leave
Left to breathe
Except for me
Strangers fallen around me
Red tears finally set free
Running down the streets
Dripping down my hands into the crimson sea
Fallen on my knees
This is not what I want to be
This is not what I want to be