Untitled — текст песни (Bombshell Rocks)

I don`t recognize this place
This ever growing hatred
We drag ourselves down
There`s a bad moon on the rise
We drag ourselves down
Now who`s bound to pay the price
Truth hurts we stick to lies

It seems like we have a way of keeping ourselves down
And no one`s looking forward
Everybody wants the crown
It seems like we have a way of keeping ourselves down
We`re spitting in the wind
And everything comes around

And there`s no lesson learned
We keep on getting burned
We drag ourselves down
We keep digging our own grave
And we just turn away
It`s just like yesterday