Artista: Our Last Night
  Canción: Symptoms Of A Failing System

it's a disease, this is a wrecking ball waiting in line
it's a disease, we're all just waiting in line
its life spent putting holes through the hearts of buildings

there was a man back there on his hands and knees
in a confident voice voice he said he was dying
he breaths in toxins as a breath of fresh air
he was wearing a brand new suit

your glass body will self destruct
in time for everyone to see right through you
no one's home, leave a note that won't be answered

it's a battle against the reflection
your framework is crumbling to the ground
it's a battle against the reflection
your fingerprints are ghosts among us

your glass body will self destruct
in time for everyone to see right through you
no one's home, leave a note that won't be answered
i should've known

without your own skin you're living inside out
you're living in a body with no lungs to breath for itself
so speak for yourself, breath for yourself