We can't let go of our pride
Am I right?
These gustains don't lie
Find your own way
Back home in the dark
It's like you'd rather die
We're guilty of the same crime
My brother all that we know
Is gone
Am I just leading you on?
I find it hard to say
The judge read guillotine guilty
There's not much glory in that
They found their precious daughters
Scattered all over the place
The family's morning would make you smile
You were the tidal wave and not a hurricane
I've got my plans selected
You said you'd never let them know
We're guilty of the same crime
My brother all that we know
Is gone
Am I just leading you on?
I find it hard to say
The judge read guillotine guilty
There's not much glory in that
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
We're guilty of the same crime
My brother look what we've done
Am I just leading you on?
I find it hard to say
(Last night was suicidal)
The judge read guillotine guilty
There's not much glory in that
