nobody told me you could die like this
nobody told me you could die from bliss
we never ever saw it comin'
nobody ever told us we could die like this
nobody ever told us we could die like this
corrupted by the comfort we
god prepare me for the war
comfort be the thing that'll make a king fall
gotta grip that blade of the sword
tell me how you plan on gettin' swole if you don't ever get sore