Empire from Ohio Coyotes by Dan Webb and the Spiders

My empire waits
With it's feet on the trap door
My ways are the old ways
You can't say it ain't so
Time for a trip
On the injured list
My empire waits
And it feels like I'm at the end.

Luck is in control
This is out of my hands
A fracture is looming
And still I'm not ready
If you're gonna keep
Going home better make sure
Luck is in control
And it feels like I'm at the end

And it feels like I'm at the end

We attack in others
What we hate in ourselves
Most of the time
We don't even really notice
That we hate in ourselves

We subtract from others
What we need for ourselves
Most of the time
We don't even really notice
That we need for ourselves

And it feels like we're at the end

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