Letra de Tripping Over Tombstones - Devildriver

He who hesitates is lost, against the grain, no matter the ocst.
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

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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