There's storm in the distance
And it's moving like a freight train
We're at the whim of nature's own game
Set the locks on the steel doors
Get the bolts on the front gate
We are hiding from our own fate
Stay inside it
The vultures are circling
Wait in silence
The vultures are circling
They can sense if you're breathing
They can hear what we can not see
It's a vision mapped in red heat
So if the air starts to turn cold
And the ground begins a quick freeze
You know exactly where to find me
Stay inside it
The vultures are circling
Wait in silence
Tell me if you're ready, ready to get out
We will keep on running to make the sun down
I'm ready
I'm ready
Tell me if you're ready, ready to get out
We will keep on running to make the sun down
I'm ready
I'm ready
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