Text: Acacia Strain, The. Beast.

We all come from broken homes
Broken hearts and broken bones
We will live and die alone
Welcome to the edge
Tonight we will descend
We might not be enemies
But we can not be friends

I wanna go on record to say
That I wanna live to see the day
When the world screams gasping for air
Cries unanswered 'cause nobody cares
I want to breathe my final breath
Knowing you died, a painful death
The fucking world is an ugly place
But I will die with a smile on my face

My life is a shooting range
People never change

We all come from broken homes
Broken hearts and broken bones
We will live and die alone
Welcome to the edge
Tonight we will descend
We might not be enemies
But we can not be friends

My life is a shooting range
People never change