Tekster: Hopesfall. Champion Beyond Blessing.

You target one's with the loose dirt under your fingers
You found ways to make us turn inside
If I lose my ground, I will stand by to navigate
The escape for the silent ones

So take it to the back of the bar
You make me think what you want to tell me
First I will say anything to make sure you don't

So take it to the back of the bar
You make me think what you want to tell me
First I will say anything

You act less blessed
You are sympathy's great deceiver
Oh, the taste of your teeth after you sneer

By the accident of approval
We'll take a shot in the dark to kill the buzz in the room
The buzz in the room

So take it to the back of the bar
You make me think what you want to tell me
First I will say anything to make sure you don't

So take it to the back of the bar
You make me think what you want to tell me
First I will say anything

I'll take the side of the ones
Whose feet touch the floor
You'll take the side of the ones
Approaching lines to create life

Starving eyes, I know
You will never make a proud home
You will never make a proud home, proud

So take it to the back of the bar
You make me think what you want to tell me
First I will say anything to make sure you don't

So take it to the back of the bar
You make me think what you want to tell me
First I will say anything