Hands Down

The empire’s fading entire cities are gone
Ends of parading are the ballads skeletons
Take my hand lets go far
Far away like shooting stars
This is our day and someone else’s mess can take that away from us
When the shitters are there
We look away
When the shitters are there
We look away
The sky is burning, angels have withdrawn
Danger is lurking, something must be done
We all know what’s going on
Let us pretend that nothing is wrong
This is our day and someone else’s mess can take that away from us
When the shitters are there
We look away
When the shitters are there
We look away
(Bridge)
When the shitters are there
We look away
When the shitter are there
When the shitters are there
We look away
When the shitters are there