Texty: Classics Of Love. Walking In Shadows - EP. Slow Car Crash.

All the dreams they taught to us as kids, come to find out they serve only the rich
Work on the ruins and hope the money gods take pity on you against casino odds

We walk in the alleys of the marketplace
Hold our breath in the valleys of the broken race

All youth now born to purgatory, all the old people dying fast
See the truth from the same observatory, they see the smoke rise up
From the slow car crash

They count on us taking shelter in each other and churning out more offspring for the wheel
Always living inches from disaster, so we stay beat and accept the raw deal

We search the reaches for a remedy
Walk around on the beaches of the poison sea

All youth now born to purgatory, all the old people dying fast
See the truth from the same observatory, they see the smoke rise up
From the slow car crash

I pledge allegiance to the ride
And I'm loyal to the train
I'll uphold the slow collision
Out here underneath the reign

All youth now born to purgatory, all the old people dying fast
See the truth from the same observatory, they see the smoke rise up
From the slow car crash