a new moral low ground - Architects

Grit grinding under my teeth

I guess that I can stop if I'm getting you down

I'll keep myself on a leash

If I were born to hang, then I'll never be drowned

A feather knocked me down

Oh, what a shame, I was stood in the jaws of defeat

Trying to fight for a new moral low ground

I see the parallels when the sinners are holding the arrows

No feeling left, still we're dying to know

But that's the price that you pay for your sorrow

One love for your enemy

Two steps from the edge of your sanity

Three strikes for the cavalry

You cut me close to the bone

Four walls that you'll never see

Five waits for a taste of humanity

Six feet, what a travesty

You cut me close to the bone

Why don't you stick around?

It's just a game but we live on the edge of the seat

We like that and we ain't easy to talk 'round

We feel the dagger twist when we're faced with the straight and the narrow

No feeling left, still we're dying to know

But that's the price that you pay for your sorrow

One love for your enemy

Two steps from the edge of your sanity

Three strikes for the cavalry

You cut me close to the bone

Four walls that you'll never see

Five waits for a taste of humanity

Six feet, what a travesty

You cut me close to the bone

You cut me close to the bone

Grit grinding under my teeth

I guess that I can stop if I'm getting you down

I'll keep myself on a leash

If I were born to hang then I'll never be drowned

(I'll never be drowned)

(Grit grinding under my teeth)

(God knows I'm getting you down)

One love for your enemy

Two steps from the edge of your sanity

Three strikes for the cavalry

You cut me close to the bone

Four walls that you'll never see

Five waits for a taste of humanity

Six feet, what a travesty

You cut me close to the bone