Timber shakes these trails, they are derailed
Phony, false and frail
An empty ocean
Lost our way with no direction home
Golden needles, names we take in vain
Find it harder to remain
No nothing sacred
Still waiting on that explanation
Right before my eyes
I saw the whole world lose control
The whole world lost control
Before my eyes
I fell through the floor
I couldn't take it anymore
I can't take this anymore
It breaks my mind
Hold her dirty hands over the flames
Getting pleasure from the pain
Softly screaming
The pistol that she raised has spoken
Golden needles, names we take in vain
Find it harder to remain
Nothing sacred
Still waiting on that explanation
Right before my eyes
I saw the whole world lose control
The whole world lost control
Before my eyes
I fell through the floor
I couldn't take it anymore
I can't take this anymore
It breaks my mind
Everything I thought I knew fell to the side
Time went on and on, I couldn't see past my own eyes
Past my eyes, past my eyes, past my eyes
Right before my eyes
I saw the whole world lose control
The whole world lost control
Before my eyes
I fell through the floor
I couldn't take it anymore
I can't take this anymore
Fix my mind
It describes perfectly the city of Bridgeville in its early days from the point of view of Buster- read The Missing Link by Marisa R. Jacobs for details!!