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August Burns Red Constellations

This plane is going down in flames and this time There's no black box to capture your last words A situation we can't make any sense of Sacrifice costs

Go Everything looks the same It's all so watered down Where does our anchor lie? Where does our anchor lie? Yeah, there's no identity in others insecurities

Bite your tongue until it bleeds This pain is worth more than what you have to say Swallow your pride because silence is golden And I wouldn't pay a penny

: This ship is sinking, deeper and deeper. We've abandoned this vessel and left the captain for dead. Waves thirst for our passing. Waves thirst for

: Open your closed mind. (Open your closed mind.) Close your open mouth. You're pushing more than you're pulling. Every word that you say passes through

: See yourself to the exit. We can't afford to watch you resort to this (resort to this). Even hope hides in the shadows. Nothing is real. Color is black

: I used to be so young and invincible. The mistakes of my youth are finally catching up to me. The face that stares back in the mirror should carry

: This moment will too pass us by. It's this notion inside all of us to prioritize through our selfish eyes. To be the bull behind the rampage, the reason

: [feat. clean sung guest vocals by Tommy Rogers of Between the Buried and Me] This plane's going down in flames, and this time there's no black box