Separating the Seas - August Burns Red

This place isn’t meant for people like you

Spouting ideals for your fans to consume

You’re insignificant, like an ant in the midst of elephants

You’re all the same

You know you won’t last forever

You’re all the same

A flavor of the week is how you’ll be remembered

You’re all the same

Pulling your so-called burdens off of your back,

throwing them overboard along the rest

Ignoring the pioneers, insulting your peers

Did it feel good to get that off your chest?

Dragging us miles and miles through the mud,

our faces battered and bruised

We’ll pick ourselves up out of the hole that you dug,

reaching and clawing to pull you under

The tides will turn, and justice will be served

«Self-righteous"isn't a term saved for the religious

The tides will turn

Justice will be served, while I carve you to pieces with my words

Your legend will fade

No one will remember your name

You know you won’t last forever

You’re all the same

A flavor of the week is how you’ll be remembered

You’re all the same

No one will remember your name