Tekst:
Far From Finished Living In The Fallout

steal all your dreams away The saloons and the gambling the whore house hotels They're lit up all night by their own private hells Now a broken man so far from

Looking through broken window panes For something that'll numb the pain And it's something to help you forget Bottles can serenade and newborn lives

away you don't wanna see this This ?aint no fucking dream It happens everyday and we hear them say One more time scream it from the rafters Get out of

Bringing flowers to the graveyard ?aint no fun When you're there to see the one's ya love Another friend is there then gone All the friends we try to

your back's up against the sharp edge of the knife We're hanging ribbons of gold on the trees in the yard And your thoughts are with us no matter how far

Two smoking guns in the darkest night (Your Judgement) A figure emerges in the pale moon light (Revenge) Your justice has been served by a faceless vigilante

moments that make us realize Maybe life ?aint so fucking bad Better be grateful for what you have It's gonna be tough We've got lost lives and broken