All seems well but there's some thing else lurking deep below making time move slow and everything that you see's not real you begin to wonder what's worth the steal and you understand how to play their game but once you throw it back it's just not the same and you're left with holes left out of the fold youre hope is gone just weather the storm and do you hear those bells ringing straight from hell why do we feel the need, to bow down on our knees
