Winds Of Plague - Drop The Match

Here we go, here we go, Down that same dead end path Nothing to my name just a head full of dreams Nothing to prove and nothing to lose Take my hand if your headed my way We can leave and never look back We only got the one chance We can leave and never look back One more thing before i leave this world Drop the match in the path of gas the flame will find its way Burn it down Burn it down with them locked inside Dont give a fuck if they live or die This city is full of thieves This city is full of thieves which prey on your hopes and dreams Now it is I who cast the stones Now it is I who steal your dreams Down that same old dead end path Take my hand or get out of my way Here we go So drop the match Watch the flames erase our past Erase our past Burn this mother fucker down And if i forget to tell you Drop the match in the path of gas the flame will find its way Burn it down Burn it down with them locked inside Dont give a fuck if you live or die This city is full of thieves Walk with me down the road of hollow dreams In chaos we will strive In chaos we will reign Where lost souls remain Once lost but now were found My own personal hell Burn it down with them locked inside Burn this mother fucker down