Texty:
Link 80 The Struggle Continues

fall from grace onto the floor. promising myself this won't happen anymore. same thing happens every night. wait and wonder why i'm not living this life

my girl's mad at me. i didn't want to see a film tonight. i found it hard to say. she thought i had enough of her. why can't she see? she's lovely to

walking down the halls to class. wondering why i'm always last. i better run and move it fast. the teacher's gonna kick my ass. i'm sitting here alone

we once owned the way that we thought. i hate the fact that it all had to end. the best times of my life that i can recall, are the times when you were

punk police trying to keep me down. with head and heart you've got to stand your ground. they give no trust in your own decisions. they want us to be

you gave it up. you pawned your brain for a pat on the back and a star by your name. and now you think you're one of them. but you cannot allow yourself

i can still hear our music, sound of one hundred screaming. silver tongued and simon-pure. half complete without you here. thick as thieves. miles worth