Ten Seconds - ESTATE

This is a meeting of the torn down

A celebration of progressive standstill

A place for the to-be-addicts

For them to learn how to sing and dance

Stances and rhymes

Nothing beats a well-worn out slogan

Whistles and chimes

Just for the fun of it

The war paint’s drying

It’s drying up before they even ad a chance to put it on

The cheers are fading

Yeah, and I’d bet that it was both the best and worst nightmares he’s ever had

How does is feel to be your very own worst fear?

Hold on to the thought of getting out of there

This is the comeback of the coked-up

A demonstration of style over substance

A place for self-entitled heroes

For them to thrive and to come undone

Stances and rhymes

Nothing beats a worn-in way of thinking

Sex and lies

Just for the thrill of it

The war paint’s drying

It’s drying up before they even had a chance to put it on

Yeah, and I’d bet that it was both the best and worst nightmares she’s ever had

A strange device

A strategy for coping with deceit and drama

The amateur

The conqueror

They try and fail

And try again

Where are we now?

Ten seconds away from the bitter end