Lyrics
Reason the real son
Reason to tease on
Running the warpath
Like a mile in the shoe
Purpose, a flare crush
Crawling the warpath
Like never before
Leaning in meaning
Feeling when feeding
The need for colours
Come stronger when grieving, stronger
And the idols will come through
Hours disappear in loom
Yeah, catch your breath
Fix that boy
There's fear
I say, we mean business
Catch your breath
Fix that boy
There's fear
Everyday kill, everyday kill, everyday kill
Reason the real son
Reason the real son
Running the warpath
Like a mile in the shoe
Purpose, a flare crush
Crawling the warpath
Like always before
Leaning in meaning
Feeling when feeding
The need for colours
Come stronger, stronger
And the idols will come through
Hours disappear in loom
And the idols will come through
Hours disappear in loom
Yeah, catch your breath
Fix that boy
There's death
I say, we mean business
Catch your breath
Fix that boy
There's fear
Everyday kill, everyday kill, everyday kill
Everyday kill, everyday kill, everyday kill
Oh, yeah