Threat by The Woodworks

We saw right into the distant future
It didn't seem very far away
Can't find the reason or how we got here
Orgins can be a tricky thing

Oh what a time to be alive

The ground is moving the sky is falling
I'll send an sos to you
We walked right into the distant future
Reason keeps fading away

Oh what a blurry vision behind me
Oh what a time to live a lie

Separate...Disassociate...Close your eyes...
Separate...Disassociate...Close your eyes...Brace for impact

Count down the numbers that we invented
It doesn't seem very far away
Right now the forest is calling me to
Move on after we say goodbye

Oh what a blurry vision behind me
Oh what a time to be alive
Oh what a threat to you and me
Oh what a time to live a lie

• Rock
• blues
• experimental
• thrash folk
• Tempe