FINAL CALL (S. BURKE)

I cant stand that look on your face
Your posing like you own the place
When you know
It aint like that

Put yourself in regular shoes
Your so scared cos you think that you’ll lose
All you have
But it aint like that

Can you it see it coming to you
Gonna feel it shoot through you
Right now

Walkin over hallowed ground
Those crushing bones is the only sound
That you hear
And it aint so bad to you

You’ve never found what you’re looking for
Your standing outside beyond the bolted door
And the cold
Its eating you alive

Can you see it coming for you
Its gonna shoot through you
You know

The final chip is falling
Soon enough you’ll be calling
Again