Pull out the pin again
A nail bomb in the heart of this city
But all we ever seem to hit: posers


We dance around our camp fires
As cowards we're dangerous

But all we ever seem to get: roses

Heres the future

Haven't you heard,
Heres the future
Ghost unit coming for ya


Truth is we're faltering
Why we scream not why we sing

But all we ever need from you: devotion

Heres the future

Haven't you heard,
Here the future
Ghost unit coming for ya


Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down
Lights out, lights down, yeah.

Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down
Lights out, lights down, yeah.


We learn the new tricks in our days off
We build our gravestones with our day jobs


Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down
Lights out, lights down, yeah.
Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down

Lights out, lights down, yea