The Wreckage

Lyrics for The Wreckage

Last chance to draw weapons Cold hands on open sores Don't care about keeping score Well, you get what you give, nothing more You invest once you've spent it all I'll sink to the ocean floor It makes sense, you've been before Oh, I'm scared of my own echo You can't get what you give anymore You invented who you gave it all for I commit to the wreckage Last chance to draw weapons Cold hands and more echoes Well, you get what you give, nothing more You invest once you've spent it all I commit to the wreckage