| [Verse] | |
| Can’t you see that the curtain has fallen between us? | |
| And that the statues of leavers keep smashing on the burning foy | |
| A sense that is growing behind, the martyr’s dying peek | |
| Our live has no meaning, the world forgot about me | |
| [Chorus] | |
| We’re dying, we’ve fallen, we’re calmly disappearing | |
| We’re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| It’s a dying breed, it’s a thing from the past | |
| We’re a dying breed | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Can’t you see that the magic is over, I see it ever started | |
| And how the music we listen keeps fading, she’s lost control | |
| The new tribes they gather around the Earth’s dying core | |
| The new waves are waving, no place for me anymore | |
| [Chorus] | |
| We’re dying, we’ve fallen, we’re calmly disappearing | |
| We’re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| It’s a dying breed, it’s a thing from the past | |
| We’re a dying breed | |
| [Guitar solo] | |
| [Chorus] | |
| We’re dying, we’ve fallen, we’re calmly disappearing | |
| We’re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| We’re dying, escaping, still falling, disappearing | |
| We’re trying, defining, our place in the natural order | |
| As a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
| We’re a dying breed, we’re a thing from the past | |
| We’re a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
| Just a dying breed! |
| Verse | |
| Can' t you see that the curtain has fallen between us? | |
| And that the statues of leavers keep smashing on the burning foy | |
| A sense that is growing behind, the martyr' s dying peek | |
| Our live has no meaning, the world forgot about me | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
| We' re a dying breed | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Can' t you see that the magic is over, I see it ever started | |
| And how the music we listen keeps fading, she' s lost control | |
| The new tribes they gather around the Earth' s dying core | |
| The new waves are waving, no place for me anymore | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
| We' re a dying breed | |
| Guitar solo | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| We' re dying, escaping, still falling, disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our place in the natural order | |
| As a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
| We' re a dying breed, we' re a thing from the past | |
| We' re a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
| Just a dying breed! |
| Verse | |
| Can' t you see that the curtain has fallen between us? | |
| And that the statues of leavers keep smashing on the burning foy | |
| A sense that is growing behind, the martyr' s dying peek | |
| Our live has no meaning, the world forgot about me | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
| We' re a dying breed | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Can' t you see that the magic is over, I see it ever started | |
| And how the music we listen keeps fading, she' s lost control | |
| The new tribes they gather around the Earth' s dying core | |
| The new waves are waving, no place for me anymore | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| It' s a dying breed, it' s a thing from the past | |
| We' re a dying breed | |
| Guitar solo | |
| Chorus | |
| We' re dying, we' ve fallen, we' re calmly disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our sense of right and wrong | |
| We' re dying, escaping, still falling, disappearing | |
| We' re trying, defining, our place in the natural order | |
| As a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
| We' re a dying breed, we' re a thing from the past | |
| We' re a dying breed, just a dying breed | |
| Just a dying breed! |