[00:40.95]Every day I'm waiting for
[00:44.27]The airport bars and the fading shores
[00:46.99]To clean my heart from all the rust
[00:50.10]That stayed when nothing ever changed
[00:53.79]I'm just a kid with imaginary future
[00:57.65]So tired of being nice
[01:00.15]To all these idiots around
[01:03.41]Building on jealousy and fear
[01:18.92]I don't know if we live or drown
[01:22.43]Or where to belong in this dead town
[01:25.76]And when there's no return from hell
[01:29.10]Well then there's no return from hell
[01:32.72]And you wouldn't have to read to know
[01:36.45]The witch hunt never died
[01:38.78]Here's again something to rip apart
[01:42.00]For the petty little soldiers of Graceland
[01:45.66]And all those things I've never seen
[01:48.35]While working pointless jobs to waste
[01:51.76]Still backed by tainted nature force
[01:54.94]By the ****ed up choirs of the kitchen whores
[02:17.73]I don't know if we live or drown
[02:20.51]Or where to belong in this dead town
[02:24.00]And when there's no return from hell
[02:27.29]Well then there's no return from hell
[02:30.40]I don't know if we live or drown
[02:33.72]Or where to belong in this dead town
[02:37.13]And when there's no return from hell
[02:40.31]Well then there's no return from hell
[02:43.31]It can break your heart
[02:44.66]Take your mind
[02:46.17]It can bury your soul
[02:47.83]And all the colours in it
[02:49.82]Break your heart
[02:51.18]Take your mind
[02:52.56]It can bury your soul
[02:54.71]And all the colours in it
[02:56.16]Break your heart
[02:57.57]Take your mind
[02:59.40]It can bury your soul
[03:00.77]And all the colours in it
[03:02.77]Break your heart
[03:04.50]Take your mind
[03:05.57]It can bury your soul
[03:07.33]And all the colours in it

Every day I'm waiting for
The airport bars and the fading shores
To clean my heart from all the rust
That stayed when nothing ever changed
I'm just a kid with imaginary future
So tired of being nice
To all these idiots around
Building on jealousy and fear
I don't know if we live or drown
Or where to belong in this dead town
And when there's no return from hell
Well then there's no return from hell
And you wouldn't have to read to know
The witch hunt never died
Here's again something to rip apart
For the petty little soldiers of Graceland
And all those things I've never seen
While working pointless jobs to waste
Still backed by tainted nature force
By the ****ed up choirs of the kitchen whores
I don't know if we live or drown
Or where to belong in this dead town
And when there's no return from hell
Well then there's no return from hell
I don't know if we live or drown
Or where to belong in this dead town
And when there's no return from hell
Well then there's no return from hell
It can break your heart
Take your mind
It can bury your soul
And all the colours in it
Break your heart
Take your mind
It can bury your soul
And all the colours in it
Break your heart
Take your mind
It can bury your soul
And all the colours in it
Break your heart
Take your mind
It can bury your soul
And all the colours in it