Letras:
Smoke Or Fire This Sinking Ship

they can do it better let them take you miles from home. You say that you care for the people they fed. Then tell them what you want to do. Is it love or

tired workers. Blank stares, discomfort, and caffeine keep them awake. And it seems so sad to me. But it's honorable still. And I wish them peace at this

come to accept That we're not dead yet Young livers dying slowly Through reckless days we've come to accept We're becoming men. Remember this: Some never

say That we won't be a part of it Are you listening or waiting to speak In this conversation Are you listening at all I could sit in this spot all

a bride and raise the kids. Teach them from mistakes that you have made. Are we predestined or just well trained? Invent a god and place the blame for all this

crooks and thieves. They let the people steal amongst themselves while they own everything. In the end I know the people all will bring this to a standstill

they can do it better let them take you miles from home. You say that you care for the people they fed. Then tell them what you want to do. Is it love or

with a cat that's heartless Barely cuz my gun jam, or cuz I use a glock with one or two revolvers Twenty two in the ankle, or the glock, nine in the hostler

take this shit no more Relax my mind, take a deep breath and let my head sink in pillow Take a seven hour nap, wake up seven minutes later This the greatest