Lyrics:

He who hesitates is lost
Against the grain, no matter the cost
Many hands make light work
You'll get cut short with my words!
In the end you know a pilot in the storm
Hope you die well
Its fucking farewell
The chip on your shoulder looks heavy as Hell
I hope you're blackballed
You're fucking stonewalled

You thumb your nose at all you've learned
Just turn you back as bridges burn

In my heart I'm a war
Tripping over these tombstones
In my heart I'm at war
I keep tripping over these tombstones

It's your fucking final hour
I've laid out my tattered heart
Into the blinding light
To avoid the dark
What did I fall into?
I'm through
You've skewed the view
Sometimes salvation ain't
But a door away... from you

There's no saving grace
We're at a crossroads
You don't know
You don't know me at all
Know me at all

Fucking Farewell
This is war
Fucking farewell
Fucking Farewell