Feels like January
But it’s mid-October of an Indian summer
The street is dark and the villains came from nowhere
One lone voice of reason
Not enough to stop a perfect storm
From rising up and swallowing the muster

I can see the blood in your eyes
I feel your temperature rise
What you’ve been waiting for
All the other drones in the hive
Wait til the signal arrives
And now it’s time for war

Are they coming for you?
Are they coming for me?
If it bleeds it leads
Like a moth to a fire
Our time is coming due
With fear in your hand
The wind at your back
Solution at the ready
Number one with a bullet
I hope you’ve thought this through

A word becomes a weapon
A bitter pill from a silver tongue
But they’ll say it tastes as sweet as honey
Sold to solitary
A heavy price for some peace of mind
The bridge to somewhere is burned with bad intention

A whisper made a lie of itself
To put the truth on the shelf
What are you fighting for?
Mistaken what the story’s about
And you remove any doubt
And now you’ve lost the war

Are they coming for you?
Are they coming for me?
If it bleeds it leads
Like a moth to a fire
Our time is coming due
With fear in your hand
The wind at your back
Solution at the ready
Number one with a bullet
I hope you’ve thought this through

Are they coming for you?
Are they coming for me?
If it bleeds it leads
Like a moth to a fire
Our time is coming due
With fear in your hand
The wind at your back
Solution at the ready
Number one with a bullet
I hope you’ve thought this through