You can't see your addictive depression
Of nothing but your head.
I won't notice a single thing
When nothing's yet been said.
We don't have to argue any time.
When there's no time left, to speak your mind.
Cause nothing's left unsaid,
And we'll all end up dead
So I speak of lands that, you've never seen
Victory is so un clean now
After where I know you've been,
We can make this right, again.
And now I try, to make you care but
Nothing's left to prove.
Except for one small thing,
That one last thing,
That I don't think you, do.
No No No you've
Got to listen,
Pay attention
Shut up and sit down
If you won't understand then It's only your own fault.
You must never speak your mind.
Cause it has all been said.
And you will end up dead.
Listen to the last of us that
One last ancient Atlantis and
Bring it up to where we are and
Think again about it.
Don't leave it to sink once more,
Into these broken shores.
Where we all die once more.
And you just don't get that
People died and
You're one great big joke.
And for the first time
I just don't care
I just don't care.
And I will stop you dead.