timber shakes
these trails they are derailed
phony false and frail
an empty ocean
lost our way with no direction home
golden needles names we take in vein
find it harder to remain
nothing sacred
waiting on that explanation
This explains how so many things are just fake and easily destroyed nothing is made with sole
Lost our way with no direction-we have traveled too far from our origin and it's destroying us
Nothing sacred-well that's just it nothin is sacred it can "Just be replaced"
right before my eyes
saw the whole world lose control
the whole world lost control
before my eyes
uh huh
I fell through the floor
couldn't take it anymore
I can't take this anymore
it breaks my mind
uh huh
pretty streight forward in his/our time the world has changed so much and so fast it's just terring itself apart and he's just given up cause he can't take it anymore and he fell through the floor.
hold her dirty hands over the flames
getting pleasure from the pain
softly screaming
the pistol that she raised has spoken
golden needles names we take in vein
find it harder to remain
nothing sacred
waiting on that explanation
holding "her" dirty hands over the flame may be a reference to mother nature how we've been punishing her too hard for nothing. the pistol is the self desturuction that we are doing a "Suicide" of human kind
golden needles may be drugs like ones injected
he can't see past his eyes because he can't see what the deeper end of life because it just seemes to not matter anymore...
I'll break it down verse by verse
timber shakes these trails they are derailed phony false and frail an empty ocean lost our way with no direction home golden needles names we take in vein find it harder to remain nothing sacred waiting on that explanation
This explains how so many things are just fake and easily destroyed nothing is made with sole Lost our way with no direction-we have traveled too far from our origin and it's destroying us
Nothing sacred-well that's just it nothin is sacred it can "Just be replaced"
right before my eyes saw the whole world lose control the whole world lost control before my eyes uh huh I fell through the floor couldn't take it anymore I can't take this anymore it breaks my mind uh huh
pretty streight forward in his/our time the world has changed so much and so fast it's just terring itself apart and he's just given up cause he can't take it anymore and he fell through the floor.
hold her dirty hands over the flames getting pleasure from the pain softly screaming the pistol that she raised has spoken golden needles names we take in vein find it harder to remain nothing sacred waiting on that explanation
holding "her" dirty hands over the flame may be a reference to mother nature how we've been punishing her too hard for nothing. the pistol is the self desturuction that we are doing a "Suicide" of human kind
golden needles may be drugs like ones injected
he can't see past his eyes because he can't see what the deeper end of life because it just seemes to not matter anymore...