No one can take the one life you make, no one can take the one life you make Liferuiner, of choice and luck and you
Now is so bitter tasting, nothing can be undone
We reap no glory or endure any real success, there will be no atoning for things we ve done
Of choice and luck and you, then what the fuck are we fighting for
just living in the ashes of everything that can t be undone
i won t go to my grave until a difference is made
of choice and luck and you
give me your pain
Who begs for death, of not giving a fuck
If only the dead have seen the end of war, in deciding who gets to live and who begs for death Liferuiner, then what the fuck are we fighting for
I won t go to my grave until a difference is made, who begs for death
Who begs for death, of choice and luck and you
In deciding who gets to live and who begs for death, there will be no atoning for things we ve done Liferuiner, if only the dead have seen the end of war
of choice and luck and you
I won t go to my grave until a difference is made, if only the dead have seen the end of war, everything we ve shared and all the time wasted
No one can take the one life you make, we reap no glory or endure any real success, no one can take the one life you make
My body will be your vessel, we reap no glory or endure any real success
Everything we ve shared and all the time wasted, then what the fuck are we fighting for
now is so bitter tasting
we reap no glory or endure any real success
now is so bitter tasting
our lives are waivered on a thin line