ill take the reins on your life
ill take the pain from your strife

wont you surrender to me





empty roads are up ahead

empty forest turns to red
empty house what will it be


it gives another to push it down
it takes another to be the right sound


chorus
youll never make it home
you'll never make it alone

its not for one to see
this inability
youll never make it home





chorus

the blood is tapped in my hand

the blood is spilled on the land
and now the future is ripe


vacant and porous to be
a mindless simpleton me
i will not pick up the stripes


you make it so heartless
but i will not bar this

some things sound a musing
this threat's what im using


and this is what i will be
and this is all you can see
the sun shines bright in my eyes


eradicate all away
eliminate it today

a way is what i despise