Misfire, misfire, misfire
Misfire, misfire, misfire
I can’t get it back
Woe, I feel like a vessel for testing
How far till wrath consumes
All of my inner demons
Got a lot to prove
Some say it’s something for nothing
Oh boy, if that’s the truth
I would still have my virtues
And not cut them loose
Take a bow for falling victim
To what you thought was true
Lost every moral value
Discounted, throw away
All my prayers found their own answers
Funny how you gain then lose
I sat for years just gambling
Handing out my dues
Waiting for the cosmic moment
All the living start to come alive
Waking up from broken visions
Discovering their spines
Take a bow for falling victim
To what you thought was true
Lost every moral value
Discounted, throw away
Misfire, misfire, misfire
Misfire, misfire, misfire
I can’t get it back