"Rattlesnake" lyrics

"Rattlesnake"

Grind this decade
To move or let it fall
To crush the instinct that exists to make us all evolve

Earn this message
Breathe every syllable
This is the moment where your weakness pulls your very soul

Clear horizon
What we're approaching will impact the fabric of us all
Cold arrival
Once we have landed there's no turning back or second calls

We are the vindicated
We are the executors

Clear horizon
To where we're going, we don't need directions just a soul
Cold arrival
To hit the ground we're running never ending get involved

Grind this decade
To reap or let it crash
This is the very question that will make us ever last

Earn this message
Live it in every task
To feel it coursing through your nervous system hard and fast

We are the vindicated
We are the executors

We're the masters of our own control
(Hey! Hey!)
You'll never get it
So cut us out and we'll just let it roll
You'll never get out
You'll never get out

Were we ever so young, so dumb so brave?
Looking back, hourglass, who knew who'd known?
Place a bet it would last, nothing ever set in stone
Looking back, hourglass, our truest colours shown

Are we even human?
How can we not
Are we even living while those just rot?


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