Hands Down - Birth Of Joy

The empire’s fading entire cities are gone

Ends of parading are the ballads skeletons

Take my hand lets go far

Far away like shooting stars

This is our day and someone else’s mess can take that away from us

When the shitters are there

We look away

When the shitters are there

We look away

The sky is burning, angels have withdrawn

Danger is lurking, something must be done

We all know what’s going on

Let us pretend that nothing is wrong

This is our day and someone else’s mess can take that away from us

When the shitters are there

We look away

When the shitters are there

We look away

(Bridge)

When the shitters are there

We look away

When the shitter are there

When the shitters are there

We look away

When the shitters are there