Tekstovi: Isaac Russell. Lighthouse.

Testosterone driven boy
Grabs a gun and forsakes his toys
Cause war heroes are what we need
Sketch and see our dead bodies

So here he stands
He's Not a shell but a different man
He tried to pray with blood stained hands
But nonetheless he prayed again
But it's so hard

Oh the God fearing business man
Dropped a gun to get a bill in hand
Buy his way into the promise land
Cause salvation weather just ain't for him
He says

If there's a light at the end of the tunnel
Is there a lighthouse at the end?
And who controls it? I guess it just depends
On who you'd like

So now the pacifists holds a knife
Plans to cut himself late at night
The only peaceful way to live is to die
Cuz who else will make it out alive in the end

If there's a light at the end of the tunnel
Is there a lighthouse at the end?
And who controls it? I guess it just depends
On who you'd like
Oh and what you need
And what you believe in
It's all the same to me
In the end

If there's a light at the end of the tunnel
Is there a lighthouse at the end?
And who controls it? I guess it just depends
On who you'd like