Kotov Syndrome
There, high on the watchtowerKeeping the peaceWhatever that meansCause you see the world throughCrosshairs and TVs, don't you?
Ten foot walls built around usWhite picket deathSo quiet, so safeBut if we fall there will be nothing and no one to catchSo sit back and watch as we
Spin out of controlSpin out of controlTry to recover, but collide with each otherWe spin out of control
Something I cannot changeI was born in a placeThat lives by the swordAnd thus to it's blade we're condemnedDon't you understand why we scream "no more"?
My dreams are of childrenOrphaned by bloodSpilled at these handsHere on the graves of the innocentWe raise our flag
Spin out of controlSpin out of controlTry to recover, but collide with each otherWe spin out of control
Somethings you don't forgive, somethings you don't forgetSometimes the fate you suffer is so much worse than deathWe're way off course now and we're drifting out to seaSo cut the anchor on your heart to be set freeSet freeSet free
Spin out of controlSpin out of controlSpin out of controlSpin out of controlTry to recover, we have to recoverWe fall and crash, one after the otherSpin out of control