Miss May I

Our yesterday will not be our tomorrow.
Escape the past, erase this memory.
Let these words transpose our future, we wont be silenced.
Scream in harmony.
Listen to the voice of passion.
Sounds that make you want to be.
Listen to the voice of passion.
Sounds that make you want to be
disсonnected from all of the lies of the world.
Wheres the heart?
Let us embrace the sensation.
This the dawn of our beginning.
Overthrow as we forge our path to conquer.
When all is gone who will remember our days.
When all is gone who will remain.