Another day, another setback
The shades of grey will soon fade to black
To lose the game on attack
It has a name. It s a touchback

I scream, you scream, we all scream but can t be heard
Slowly stacking, ice cubes can form an iceberg

Another day without a map
new terrain with a brand new trap
You can t contain the pressure with a strap
Any restrain and the [bad word] might snap

I scream, you scream, we all scream but can t be heard
Slowly stacking, ice cubes can form an iceberg

Like the drone of silent moans it grows and grows till overblown and
Like the drone of silent moans it grows and grows till overblown