Estranged Labor – Band Of Susans – letras

A safe-house room that reeks of liesA window-framed indifferent skyDead letter box is stuffed with dreamsSee the dust they left behindWatch until the light is goneA candle left to burn too longWhile behind the broken door they sound the battle callDripping blood from self-inflicted woundsThey twist the facts to match the same old tuneBoard up the doorOne more defection in an obsolete warTake a long last look before you leaveBehind the barricades they’re in a state of siegeThey give the rally cry while their enemies and allies drift away