Brett Fuentes - PLY Palace Hunted lyrics

Lightning strikes Nothing left but my life Live free or die trying Sacrifice what I've lost Shed skin from time to time We are here and then we are gone Still I trace what I don't have Focus on the wants In the end persistency See you can't always have What it is you want Sometimes you must leave it be And let it bleed Let it bleed out Here come theories of everything Here come the f***ing tsunamis Here comes us fighting to survive Here lives I to strive on To have what I need To love what I won't leave behind Here we are again experience deja vu I only wish to shake the hand of the man that's made it through In time we say the words that were meant to be said Blood runs all through our veins still we're getting old Yes we are, we are still getting old Yes we are, we are still growing mold Oh society what can I say but You will always be a part of me If I run I will let you win If I stay I must let you in Like a black cat scratching at my door Reluctantly I must let it in If not for me would there be a you? If not for you would there be nothing for me? Society we are still getting old Society we are still growing mold