Theme:
Fall Into
Month Arc:
On Edge and Falling
Windmill, windmill for the land
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
It's the drugs for sober over the dub
From darkness, from oceans to skies
Kids with guns, kids with guns
I'm feeling really bla bla, I want to bla bla blah
I'm becoming this, all I want to do
Is a sad Statue of Liberty and a generation that didn't agree
But now I'm home, right where I belong
Blood is a-pouring and pouring and pouring
Choke on your lies, swallow up your greed
Ever think you know why, know, on the other side?
You have to stay determined...