Texty:
Story Of The Year In The Wake Of Determination

It?s a silent murder It?s a grave that sings your song It?s a quite failure It?s the one that makes you strong We are heading down a long empty road

YEAH!! Drop the tailgate, drop the tailgate Fuck the jailbait, drop the waterway Roll the sleeves up Pump up that sound, let's go Rock the dance floor

Today will be the day to start rising up and fighting back And from this moment on we will live our lives With open hearts and open eyes Just keep pushing

a million miles an hour we swallow dotted lines tonight and we ingest the pavement ignore the passing lights and the streets they call our names they

said and it's the same old story i've seen it all too many times it's the fall from glory that makes you feel alive and it's the same old story i've

Underneath the gun in front of waiting eyes Our time has just begun no second chance to die So we want the longest days to live inside the shortest

Your face is never missed Your cleverness, the cutting words did not exist Bitter, bleak, you're fucking weak You know you don't deserve a thing You