One By One - 2econd Class Citizen (feat. Ceschi)

From the Album: A World Without (2009) Lyrics: Come to play the card again from someone else's game Picked it up and found it was the joker Then I thought I heard laughter The kind you're hearing after Stories been told and everybody's gone away. Come to play the card again from someone else's game Picked it up and found it was the joker Then I thought I heard laughter The kind you're hearing after Stories been told and everybody's gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. and everybody's gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. gone away. One by one Your lemmings fell off the map and to the quicker death one by one children sunk in to beds and dreamt. But while those worse realities, Those countless words will make them see Though their romance One by one They line us up for firing squads And one by one Our guts will mix like oil paints To form a grotesque work of art We never wanted to die young. Bloom anyhow. We'll say our extented goodbye's We hug and loosen, they will cry Like parents do. I was once, The type to sit in chairs for days. Writing for myself until the pencil shreds Stabs splinters deep in to fingers. But nothing ever can read out Like caveman's writing ... It's too late to... One by one we will fall. One by one we will fall. Anonymous. The fragments of freedom we once tasted were condiments Their tormented of boredom has been tossed to the shores of it. Been a minute since we've tasted the warmth of a porridge instead of our stomachs enormous from bubbling hunger and poisoned bits. No limit to the sentiments... differences swallowing cannibis. At the time when we rhyme we turn to high ... ... - that's fine. Homes in our heads, in our spines long after we die they climb inside ... ... outside our minds like. One by one We'll jump off ... to think you'd come And one by one We'll be left defend for ourselves He tells us everything ... But never tells us to survive ... ... One by one we will fall, further than depths of awe Hell in hand baskets holding the hand of a puppet master We speak when we're spoken to They teach us for ... or two. They feed us their decadence, but their hunger's not satisfied Because of the leeches sucking away at our love of life We struggle to be an anonymous anomaly Because everythin gnaws on me crawling beneath my skin it's the mark of the beast. One by one They line us up for firing squads And one by one Our guts will mix like oi of paints One by one We'll jump off ... to think you'd come And one by one We'll be left defend for ourselves