We used to laugh

We used to cry together

We used to break down

And hold each other

Those were the best

Years of my life

Now I'm hard pressed

To pick a good fight

Oh, how I miss the days

That were automatic

We wrote the script and whatever we needed, we had it

Pain has a funny way

Of stealin' all the magic

But all that it takes is a moment to cut through the static

We buried ourselves

Hired a soul assassin

To give the sermon

At an open casket

There's no goin' back

That ancient oath

We can't resurrect

Our fighting ghosts

Oh, how I miss the days

That were automatic

We wrote the script and whatever we needed, we had it

Pain has a funny way

Of stealin' all the magic

But all that it takes is a moment to cut through the static

All that it takes is a moment to cut through the static

All that it takes is a moment to cut through the static

All that it takes is a moment to cut through the static