Kotov Syndrome

They're high on the watchtower Keeping the peace Whatever that means 'Cause you see the world through Crosshairs and TVs, don't you? Ten foot walls built around us White picket death So quiet, so safe But if we fall there will be nothing and no one to catch us Sit back and watch as we Spin out of control Spin out of control Try to recover, but collide with each other We spin out of control (Hey!) (Hey!) (Hey!) Something I can't change I was born in a place That lives by the sword And thus to it's blade we're condemned Don't you understand why we scream "no more"? (No more!) My dreams are of children Orphaned by blood Spilled at these hands Here on the graves of the innocent We raise our flag Spin out of control Spin out of control Try to recover, but collide with each other We spin out of control (Hey!) (Hey!) (Hey!) Some things you don't forgive, some things you don't forget Sometimes the fate you suffer is so much worse than death We're way off course now and we're drifting out to sea So cut the anchor on your heart to be set free Set free Set free Yeah... Spin out of control Spin out of control Spin out of control Spin out of control Try to recover, we have to recover Before we crash, one after the other Spin out of control