Twenty Twenty

No one will make it out alive I feel the walls are closing in around us all City streets are bare left abandoned no hope at all The world that we know is on its knees These hearts of gold walking our streets Are fucking dead to me No one will make it out alive We fear the future As much as we fear the lies Time's up hang tight lights out Good fucking Night Let's go No gods no heroes Only the strong Only the strong will survive No one will make it out alive We fear the future As much as we fear the lies Don't look to the sky searching for god Brace your fucking self There is no fairytale in this story book of lies Sit back hold tight and you better Brace your fucking self I write this letter for hope We all go to hell and back in life We battle demons in the face of death We rise from the sickness and defy Because even in misery I can see the beauty in life Everyone will fucking die I still see the beauty in life Where no one lives Everyone will fucking die