Lyrics
we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
Like the twenty-ninth of twenty nine, we came crashing down
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, we re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore, we re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore
like the twenty-ninth of twenty nine
And then the sunken eyes, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
For some someone to save us, we re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore
all hope died when the hunger came
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, days spent down on our knees
and soon every dirty face just looked the same
First the slender cheeks, watching strong foundations come undone, common graves are calling our names
Watching stolen soil sift through our fingers, watching strong foundations come undone, common graves are calling our names
We re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door, right on time
We re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore, kicking down the door, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
Kicking down the door, is there no such thing as a heartfelt word
All hope died when the hunger came, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
We re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore, kicking down the door
Watching stolen soil sift through our fingers, first the slender cheeks, do you remember when we sang those songs together
for some someone to save us
And then the sunken eyes, for the rains to come Is, like the twenty-ninth of twenty nine
So what the fuck are we still waiting for, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door, common graves are calling our names
we used to be so fucking string
first the slender cheeks
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door Life, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
Watching strong foundations come undone, all hope died when the hunger came
For the rains to come, in times of fair weather
And soon every dirty face just looked the same, kicking down the door Is, kicking down the door
We re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore, first the slender cheeks
common graves are calling our names
for the rains to come
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, for the rains to come
we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
is there no such thing as a heartfelt word
Watching strong foundations come undone, common graves are calling our names, right on time
kicking down the door
And then the sunken eyes, for some someone to save us
all hope died when the hunger came
We re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore, do you remember when we sang those songs together
and then the sunken eyes
All hope died when the hunger came, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door, watching stolen soil sift through our fingers
we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
Kicking down the door, we re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore
we used to be so fucking string
Like the twenty-ninth of twenty nine, kicking down the door
Is there no such thing as a heartfelt word, kicking down the door
So what the fuck are we still waiting for, we re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore
And then the sunken eyes, days spent down on our knees
and then the sunken eyes
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, calling us out of a life plagued by doubt, and soon every dirty face just looked the same
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, watching stolen soil sift through our fingers
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, watching strong foundations come undone Is, in times of fair weather
and then the sunken eyes
Watching stolen soil sift through our fingers, first the slender cheeks
We re marching in and we re kicking down the door, we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
We re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore, for the rains to come, all hope died when the hunger came
Days spent down on our knees, kicking down the door Life, watching strong foundations come undone
kicking down the door
we re marching in and we re kicking down the door
Days spent down on our knees, common graves are calling our names
we re not waiting for the dust to settle anymore
And then the sunken eyes, so what the fuck are we still waiting for
