I'm holding the key to secret doors
Dark corridors, mirrors and smoke everywhere
Nothing will come of this
I don't trust you, and you don't trust me
So don't say anything, there's no love here
And don't look me straight in the eyes
Though it's far, we'll get there in the end
That our children are watching a new world
Though every day might be the last
Not enough bullets to hit me
The weather will still turn beautiful, like early August
The world disappeared, they killed me
I'm holding my face in a puddle, are these bad visions?
The cards are marked, we'll never win this
Don't say anything about freedom
And don't look me straight in the eyes
Though it's far, we'll get there in the end
That our children are watching a new world
Though every day might be the last
Not enough bullets to hit me
The weather will still turn beautiful, like early August
This message is flowing to us
For years, for years, for years, for years, for years
Though it's far, we'll get there in the end
That our children are watching a new world
Though every day might be the last
Not enough bullets to hit me
The weather will still turn beautiful, like early August