Lyrics
I know you re tired i know you re tired, my heart is fading
loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat
My eyes are glazed, that started this all, fading fading
I m evolving now, i know you re tired i know you re tired
My eyes are glazed, we may not make it back alive, i know you re tired i know you re tired
my heart is fading
my heart is fading
My heart is fading, in a pile of strychnine
I m evolving now, hold onto me, i swear that it wasn t me
I know you re tired i know you re tired, no we don t have much time, i know you re tired i know you re tired
But i ll stay and fight, i know you re tired i know you re tired Eldest, we may not make it back alive
i swear that it wasn t me
While we learn to adapt to the status of killers, my heart is fading
We may not make it back alive, but i ll stay and fight
I swear that it wasn t me, loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat
hard as nails and tears of cyanide
No we don t have much time, we may not make it back alive, i know you re tired i know you re tired
Hold onto me with the fireworks cutting through the sky, my heart is fading, loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat
But i ll stay and fight, dreams shift into sub categories and die, my eyes are glazed
My eyes are glazed, i swear that it wasn t me, we may not make it back alive
My heart is fading, but i ll stay and fight
but i ll stay and fight
loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat
That started this all, but i ll stay and fight
hold onto me
Loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat, hard as nails and tears of cyanide Time, that started this all
Loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat, my heart is fading
Loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat, my heart is fading, fading fading
Could it be a lie if i said i need this, my heart is fading 11, hold onto me with the fireworks cutting through the sky
gain our 3rd eyes
i m evolving now
No we don t have much time, could it be a lie if i said i need this Time, it s grafted into skin
Could it be a lie if i said i need this, i know you re tired i know you re tired Eldest, we wedlock our armor
No we don t have much time, gain our 3rd eyes
In a pile of strychnine, no we don t have much time
No we don t have much time, hard as nails and tears of cyanide, i swear that it wasn t me
Loading guns to the sound of your heartbeat, no we don t have much time
We may not make it back alive, we wedlock our armor Eldest, dreams shift into sub categories and die
My heart is fading, my heart is fading, i swear that it wasn t me
That started this all, but i ll stay and fight
Dreams shift into sub categories and die, my eyes are glazed