Left Hand
12 O' Clock
My way
Last stand
Found it stuck
In place
Upon this sober gloom
On Guard and On Sight
At all times
When did we last
Feel like it's alright
Lock in before the moon
How did we get it in this way?
Lately, things haven't been the same
Always got something up on your sleeve
Fighting until my knuckles bleed
Breathe in
It's all that we've got left
This ride's hangin' on it's last legs
Horizon taunts our luck
What luck
Why don't we stay a little longer?
And while the world starts to contour
The raiders aren't until another mile
An hour couldn't hurt us
How did we get it in this way?
Lately, things haven't been the same
Always got something up on your sleeve
I hope that this tension keeps you pleased
How did we get it in this way?
Lately, things haven't been the same
Always got something up on your sleeve
How could we ever get relief?