The Good Old Days

This is the end of the good old days
I can’t turn away even though there’s nothing left for me
It will tear you apart as you struggle to breathe
you’ll be brought to your knees
by the beast that you created, yeah
so pick up the pace on your way down
we’ll be smashing in the windows
and kicking in headlights all over town
Just tell me when we hit the ground
You can’t keep me off my feet
I’ve been winning since the days of your defeat
So come around
you can’t run this out of town
We’ll set the world on fire
and build a new empire
for the underground