Shy Kids And Empty Rockets

This is a parade, we`ll show their steril games, hide behind our heads keep up eternal flags It all makes weak seven days a week, hour for hour we waste, we fade. And the new superior attitude completes the scheme, the golden quest the end of a lifetime Open trapdoors behind curtains reduced to a fool, reduced to fools. It all makes weak, seven days a week hour for hour we waste we fade The measure is high like a tower in a melting world of lies, we waste we fade away. My offer to you, select your own medal. Select your own...