Mh 4.18.2011

Coming in, coming in kill the radio silence

Break down in L.A.

Giving up, giving in to a feeling of violence

There's hell to pay

So let's light another match, stop living in the past

Where nobody can hear me now

Blow the lock of the cage, watch the children come of age

When their parents stop and take a bow

Nothing takes root in this barren soil

Nothing takes root in this barren soil

Maybe there's no one there at all

Hold on, the worst is yet to come

Save your money for hired guns

Hold strong when everything you loved is gone

Slow down, stop living in the shadow of a helicopter

Line 'em up on the wall, coming out with their hands up

Give 'em all the chair

Let it burn, let it fall, let the end of the world come

Who's left to care?

Nothing takes root in this barren soil

Nothing takes root but pain and toil

Maybe there's no one there at all

Hold on, the worst is yet to come

Save your money for hired guns

Hold strong when everything you loved is gone

Slow down, stop living in the shadow of a helicopter

Hold on, the worst is yet to come

Save your money for hired guns

Hold strong when everything you loved is gone

Slow down, stop living in the shadow of a helicopter

Stop living in the shadow of a helicopter