Brett Fuentes - PLY Palace Hunted lyrics

rate me

Lightning strikes

Nothing left but my life

Live free or die trying

Sacrifice what I’ve lost

Shed skin from time to time

We are here and then we are gone

Still I trace what I don’t have

Focus on the wants

In the end persistency

See you can’t always have

What it is you want

Sometimes you must leave it be

And let it bleed

Let it bleed out

Here come theories of everything

Here come the f***ing tsunamis

Here comes us fighting to survive

Here lives I to strive on

To have what I need

To love what I won’t leave behind

Here we are again experience deja vu

I only wish to shake the hand of the man that’s made it through

In time we say the words that were meant to be said

Blood runs all through our veins

still we’re getting old

Yes we are, we are still getting old

Yes we are, we are still growing mold

Oh society what can I say but

You will always be a part of me

If I run I will let you win

If I stay I must let you in

Like a black cat scratching at my door

Reluctantly I must let it in

If not for me would there be a you?

If not for you would there be nothing for me?

Society we are still getting old

Society we are still growing mold