Tough Stuff

Even the heads are rolling down

this godforsaken place

But when the saviour comes around we’ve all been awake for to long to long

I know it´s hard to come around

Right and did you ever countdown

You did´t dare to leave this town

Don´t deny it

Keep calm, Don´t run ,manners makes the man

Good call, Be proud of it,

I´m sure you have a reason not to

You lie, and say that if I really tried to go

You would be the frist to know it´s so

I, see brighter lights and wiser nights ahead

That´s why I´ll chose to stay right where I, am

Even the dead are glowing

every now and then

He doesn’t know whats going on, but I´m sure you`ll figure it out figure it out

I´m sure it´s harder not knowing weather I´ll be right beside you when you awake

Illusions common conclusions always gets the best of me i know

But I´m sure it´s nothing

quite sure it´s something

Keep calm, Don´t run ,manners makes the man

Good call, Be proud of it

You lie, and say that if I really tried to go

You would be the frist to know it´s so

I, see brighter lights and wiser nights ahead

That´s why I´ll chose to

Lie, and say that if I really tried to go

you would be the frist to know it´s so

I, see brighter lights and wiser nights ahead

That´s why I´ll chose to stay here when I can

When I can, can, can