Slow Motion Apocalypse
I have been reborn
from ash into void
from gold into lead
created then destroyed
left for here for dead, to bleed out on the street
feeling the warmth of the blood and concrete
we're all broken and bloody
somehow still alive and feeling lucky
Could've been shot eight times in the back
Our murder streamed live by a hopeless maniac
nothing is stopping
these circles of violence
life keeps moving
we stand here in silence
straight from satellite
the death of America
live in your hands
witness the death grip
slow motion apocalypse
I've been looking for someone else to blame
breaking the mirror and turning away
we elected thieves to do our bidding
their souls are missing
their hands keep digging
We might get shot eight times in the back
Our murder streamed live by a hopeless maniac
nothing is stopping
these circles of violence
life keeps moving
we stand here in silence
straight from satellite
the death of America
live in your hands
witness the death grip
slow motion apocalypse
I have been reborn
from ash into void
from gold into lead
created then destroyed
Autor(es): JOSH S GRAHAM
