[Verse 1]
The fire is gone
My hands are fine
Nico is dead
The black turned to white
And the red turned to blue
Yellow is always there for us

[Chorus]
I know it hurts to hear this
But, I'm sick
Sick of looking down on the gravestones
Waiting for some metaphorical plan
So I think it’s best that we leave

[Verse 2]
For the guy that was wondering
Yeah, the chorus said it clear enough
This is it
No shows to show anymore
We're done

[Chorus]
I know it hurts to hear this
But, I'm sick
Sick of looking down on the gravestones
Waiting for some metaphorical plan
So I think it’s best that we leave

[Bridge]
Neon, yellow, red, white
Never know the black
I gave into it
I feel on my knees
Just begging please
Trench is gone. Goodbye

[Chorus]
I know it hurts to hear this
But, I'm sick
Sick of looking down on the gravestones
Waiting for some metaphorical plan
So I think it's best that we leave
I know it hurts to hear this
But, I'm sick
Sick of looking down on the gravestones
Waiting for some metaphorical plan
So I think it's best that we leave

[Spoken Outro]
Thank you. From deep down
Sincerely
The Banditos

We'll see you next time. Peace