stick to your guns
we‘re not the fortunate ones
good thing come to those who wait
rotten stalemates till we‘re done
general discontent is given
general discontent is slowly livin‘
[Chorus]
mutiny on the bound
lost nor found
i see it in your eres
i know its still there
i think i hit my zombie mode
where pain is felt no more
i‘ve run amok but my ship still sails on
one way ticket to the nowhere land
[Chorus].