One hour, and time will tell who has won and who has fell   Trust me, it won't be you,    Who fucking cares what they do      I've been here before   I've reached for this door   Atleast I know what it's for   She'd follow me down to the floor.      Still content, when hope is lending and dangers pending   We're judged, on what we lack but surprised when they stab us in the back      I've been here before   I've took this shit and more   My mind seems so sore   I was never good at letting go      What has happened with the world today   Seems too drastic to ever change   What has happened with the world today   We live on assumptions   (we live on assumptions, can't live on expression)