Kotov Syndrome

There, high on the watchtower

Keeping the peace

Whatever that means

Cause you see the world through

Crosshairs and TVs, don't you?

 

Ten foot walls built around us

White picket death

So quiet, so safe

But if we fall there will be nothing and no one to catch

So sit back and watch as we

 

Spin out of control

Spin out of control

Try to recover, but collide with each other

We spin out of control

 

Something I cannot change

I was born in a place

That lives by the sword

And thus to it's blade we're condemned

Don't you understand why we scream "no more"?

 

My dreams are of children

Orphaned by blood

Spilled at these hands

Here on the graves of the innocent

We raise our flag

 

Spin out of control

Spin out of control

Try to recover, but collide with each other

We spin out of control

Somethings you don't forgive, somethings you don't forget

Sometimes the fate you suffer is so much worse than death

We're way off course now and we're drifting out to sea

So cut the anchor on your heart to be set free

Set free

Set free

 

Spin out of control

Spin out of control

Spin out of control

Spin out of control

Try to recover, we have to recover

We fall and crash, one after the other

Spin out of control