Mojave - No Tomorrow Lyrics

Are you just another fucking number, and do you even count, when the only thing that matters, is not having a way out. Stand next to me through the storm, our stinging wounds will keep us warm, don’t be afraid as we march on, towards the flame, no tomorrow. Reaching into shallow water, when will we have enough, as everything around us crumbles, and empires turn to dust. Stand next to me through the storm, our stinging wounds will keep us warm, don’t be afraid as we march on, towards the flame. Stand next to me through the storm, our stinging wounds will keep us warm, don’t be afraid as we march on, towards the flame, no tomorrow.