Drop the Match

Drop the Match - Winds Of Plague

Here we go here we go again

Down that same old dead end path

Nothing to my name just a head full of dreams

Nothing to prove and nothing to lose

Take my hand if your headed my way

We can leave and never look back

We only got the one chance

We can leave and never look back

One more thing before I leave this world

Drop the match in the path of gas the flame will find its way

Burn it down

Burn it down with them locked inside

Don't give a f**k if they live or die

This city is full of thieves

This city is full of thieves which prey upon our hopes and dreams

Now it is I who cast the stones

Now it is I who steal your dreams

Down that same old dead end path

Take my hand or get out of my way

Here we go

So drop the match

Watch the flames erase our past

Erase our past

Burn this mother f**ker down

So drop the match

Watch the flames erase our past

Erase our past

Burn this mother f**ker down

And if I forget to tell you

Drop the match in the path of gas the flame will find its way

Burn it down

Burn it down with them locked inside

Don't give a f**k if you live or die

This city is full of thieves

This city is full of thieves

Walk with me down the road of hollow dreams

In chaos we will strive

In chaos we will reign

Where lost souls remain

Once lost but now were found

My own personal hell

My own personal hell

Burn it down with them locked inside

Burn it down with them locked inside

Burn it down with them locked inside

Burn this mother f**ker down

Burn this mother f**ker down

Burn this mother f**ker down

Burn this mother f**ker down