[Verse] | |
Can’t you see that the curtain has fallen between us? | |
And that the statues of leavers keep smashing on the burning foy | |
A sense that is growing behind, the martyr’s dying peek | |
Our live has no meaning, the world forgot about me | |
[Chorus] | |
We’re dying, we’ve fallen, we’re calmly disappearing | |
We’re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
It’s a dying breed, it’s a thing from the past | |
We’re a dying breed | |
[Verse 2] | |
Can’t you see that the magic is over, I see it ever started | |
And how the music we listen keeps fading, she’s lost control | |
The new tribes they gather around the Earth’s dying core | |
The new waves are waving, no place for me anymore | |
[Chorus] | |
We’re dying, we’ve fallen, we’re calmly disappearing | |
We’re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
It’s a dying breed, it’s a thing from the past | |
We’re a dying breed | |
[Guitar solo] | |
[Chorus] | |
We’re dying, we’ve fallen, we’re calmly disappearing | |
We’re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
We’re dying, escaping, still falling, disappearing | |
We’re trying, defining, our place in the natural order | |
As a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
We’re a dying breed, we’re a thing from the past | |
We’re a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
Just a dying breed! |
Verse | |
Can' t you see that the curtain has fallen between us? | |
And that the statues of leavers keep smashing on the burning foy | |
A sense that is growing behind, the martyr' s dying peek | |
Our live has no meaning, the world forgot about me | |
Chorus | |
We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
We' re a dying breed | |
Verse 2 | |
Can' t you see that the magic is over, I see it ever started | |
And how the music we listen keeps fading, she' s lost control | |
The new tribes they gather around the Earth' s dying core | |
The new waves are waving, no place for me anymore | |
Chorus | |
We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
We' re a dying breed | |
Guitar solo | |
Chorus | |
We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
We' re dying, escaping, still falling, disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our place in the natural order | |
As a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
We' re a dying breed, we' re a thing from the past | |
We' re a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
Just a dying breed! |
Verse | |
Can' t you see that the curtain has fallen between us? | |
And that the statues of leavers keep smashing on the burning foy | |
A sense that is growing behind, the martyr' s dying peek | |
Our live has no meaning, the world forgot about me | |
Chorus | |
We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
We' re a dying breed | |
Verse 2 | |
Can' t you see that the magic is over, I see it ever started | |
And how the music we listen keeps fading, she' s lost control | |
The new tribes they gather around the Earth' s dying core | |
The new waves are waving, no place for me anymore | |
Chorus | |
We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
We' re a dying breed | |
Guitar solo | |
Chorus | |
We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
We' re dying, escaping, still falling, disappearing | |
We' re trying, defining, our place in the natural order | |
As a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
We' re a dying breed, we' re a thing from the past | |
We' re a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
Just a dying breed! |