Blind sided but won't walk away We all change you know I try to stay the same You play a new face, a new game And we've all seen better days So look around
A twist off bottle cap's, Broken on my teeth again, I'm tired and the toll is on you... I'm six feet under but, Tripping on my soul again, I'm twisted
won't bite the hand that feed, get caught in all this greed at the end of my rope once again it makes no difference what one man needs to kill ourself
working all day to look a devil in the eye we're brothers at arms and we fight a good fight, just another line to record my time standing together through
Outside just an hour ago, I see it on the corner and the city below, Inside you know we're all alone, But we all need a place to go, I seen it on the
I sit here alone on another cold day and i look to my plate and I hope and I pray as I sink I fall to the bottle again - it cuts to the quick and it breaks
So long ago, You stole the show, When you see there's nothing you can do, With empty promises, Are empty as your eyes, Second chance to make amends, When
Take a walk down the boulevard, All the broken dreams, And all the beat up cars, And it always seems to come across that way, Come along as we watch the
I'm a proud motherfucker, Got nothing to prove, We live on the street where you got nothing to lose, A buck too short, Another day is too late, Running
Sitting on the tracks, With the river rolling by, I got a lot of shit, Stuck on my mind, So I take it all out on my very best friend, You know it's goodbye
It's safe to say you'll never change Trust yourself you throw it away Break yourself and break away Nothing ever changes, nothing ever stays the same
Erica's dying of her broken heart disease she's running from herself she's running through the trees she's tired of herseld she's tired of this town when
When times undone, You know that it's impossible, To make amends, I won't come around, I've come undone at every stich and every seam, And I've grown
i hear the music and it hurts my head bad now if you don't like it you can play your own hand now it's not the music though, it's not a movement, it
This house of glass is not my home anymore, the ties that bind won't break us So Break out fast and don't look back hit the rails and fall down fast -
We' ll always have the radio blasting out the songs that we sang long ago, There was a time when I tried to believe that there was something left inside
You owe me your anger you're blinded & it makes you stranger you break this you take this to the grave & its gonna get you nowhere run it down let it
Just another boy fueled by the revolution, Just another unlucky soul left for you to tread on, Just another one living in this mass confusion, Just another
