ストライク・ファースト

Clinging to my life, my bad luck always knows when I'm doing alright.
It haunts me at all times.
Especially when I'm in this place and everyday is a fight.
A fight between me and myself.
I've always wondered what it'd be like if i had an out.

I'd burn this whole place to the ground.
Light it up, bring it down and level it out.
If I could live with what still lies.
These ashes are my only vice.
I've been thinking about how many times
I've been let down with all of your lies.

Strike first.
That's all i know.
The only true way to prevent from going under.
These cycles,
they show the meaning behind the walls that I have built.
Inside where no one else can hear.
I've always wondered what it'd be like if the static cleared.

And when these walls come crashing down i guess we'll see
who's ears those crashes fall upon and who comes after me.
When these walls come crashing down, i guess we'll see.