In the end what's left Won't be your feathered hair or your fake breasts or your fast food or your slow death. All the rallies and all the marches, All
The best and the brightest are rotting away Yesterday's heroes are garbage today We made the wrong choices, we took the wrong paths It's easier now just
I finally saw you For the first time In two fucking years And i told you i was fine. You told me you had made it through the roughest patch And you tried
Quit posing like you're rebellious You boring pieces of shit You're flying the flag of anger when you're generic as white bread hey hey my my why don'
If what it boils down to is that "you're either for us or against us," I guess I've got a tough, tough choice to make. 'Cause hollow patriotic actions
It's all so ironic the things that you think You preface them all with a nod and a whink The clothes that you wear and the words that you speak You're
Hate comes in whispers, not angry yells. Creeping through your nightmares, leaving putrid smells. And there's a million stories of sordid private lives
It's the same all over, everywhere that you go People doing the same things, cause its all they know Boredoms a virus, it breeds and it spreads To millions
Idealism is fucking dead. Laughed off the stage at countless conventions. Laissez faire is en vogue again. It's silver tongue has been heaven sent.
I used to believe That you and me Were gonna shimmer Like our spikes and chains, And that the beauty Of our brashness Spoke for itself. Spoke for itself
Try to wash it all away You can't remove the stains You had your chance, you made your mark, now it's too late You had your chance, you made your mark
My life is a warzone. My life is a mess. This world is full of landmines. And I can't take this stress. Tread softly, these fields are deadly. LaLaLaLa
The cul-de-sac jungle is a cruel place It's a living rotting failure from a different age And if you're looking for the place that dreams go to die It
You are who you fuck, or so I am told In this miserable city, where status is gold I've seen shit-eating people who claw their way up Looking for the
There's a burning cross on a hillside. Still bright after all these years. And you want to just smile and ignore it, but I hear your fucking fear.
Thank you for your bounty. Show what's been destroyed And the skin is unblemished On every girl and boy. The sun shines on you 300 days a year. And life
Tonight I saw two eyes staring down at me in this valley of ashes and I realized what a grotesque thing a rose is I've been grasping at a light that seems
For a minute there I almost believed you And I wanted to forgive you for everything you've done And I could feel safe but miserable In a familiar world
