Overrated

Once again the stocks decide
Who's gonna fight and who will die
Yeah, who will die

Are you gonna start this war?
We draw a line, creating sides
Creating sides

You kept on calling their names
Eager to seek for revenge
After the rise comes a fall
Few spots of blood on the sand
Leaving no trace on your hands

On the most gorgeous seaside
See what the tide washed up this time
Washed up this time

Are we gonna lose our mind
And leave the world just falling down
Just falling down

You kept on calling their names
Eager to seek for revenge
After the rise comes a fall
Few spots of blood on the sand
Leaving no trace on your hands

You kept on calling their names
Eager to seek for revenge
After the rise comes a fall
Few spots of blood on the sand
Leaving no trace on your hands