I don't belong to no one. I don't belong at all. Got my face in the corner. Got my back to the wall. . And pretty baby I'm restless, restless. Restless through and through.
Look at us what have we done. The final round has just begun. When the lights turn out tonight. I find myself in your dark eyes, eyes. . We let the wind take us to the storm.
There's a moaning I hear when I try to sleep.. It's the sound of a drawn out tragedy. The result of centuries of neglect.. With no attention paid to cause and effect.
I saw red for a second, so frustrated. I'm not immune to pressure. Thought I could control it, but I buckled. Lashing out for no good reason at all. .
Return to reality Avoiding the treachery. Return to reality Witness against the fools of the world. Playing a game so cruel. How long before the lesson is learned.
So resented, so disliked. So involved in all the wrong fights. Overbearing influence. Not endearing to any one. . wealth and power crashing through. wealth empowers its own views.
You wanna jump me in the pack. Rat Pack, rat pack. My crew has got my back. Rat pack, rat pack. Been through this shit before. Rat pack, rat pack. Now you've got a fucking war.
I try to play along. This is my life. Make like there's nothing wrong. Living a lie. I think it every day. Lost in the crowd. Slowly, this sanctuary....
Who fed you full of shit and threw you to the floor?. Then grabbed you by the neck and threw you into war?. Who gave you nothing when it was answers you were searching for?.
Down we go through the topsoil. Down we ride to a place time hides from the sun as if someone were looking. Down below there's a sinkhole. There's a place you and me run free from our burdens.
Clouds rumble, earth will shift. Walls tumble, hearts will skip. Things changing. Everywhere but here. Small window, tiny room. Sun hits in the afternoon.
I woke up next to you in bed. Already thinking when can I see you again. I swear I won't come on so strong. I can be gone when you want to be gone. I can come when you want me to come.
The chorus to this nights song is a predicted disgust.. A bootstrap appeal to the light of the T.V. Rock n Roll shit,. predicted hits, repeat and justify..
We want a band that plays loud and hard every night. That doesn't care how many people are counted at the door. That would travel one million miles. and ask for nothing more than a plate of food and a place to rest.
How much is too much?. I'm tired of predicting to lose.. But before you point your finger,. Before you cast your stones,. Take a look at yourself.. How can you expect from someone what you won't do yourself?.
I thought I'd give it up for good,. 'cause none of my actions are understood.. I thought I'd really leave,. and my coming back's something you'd never perceive..
North was somewhere years ago and cold:. Ice locked the people's hearts and made them old.. South was birth to pleasant lands, but dry:. I walked the waters' depths and played my mind..
Hey boy pushin' on your girlfriend. Trying to show her all the pain you feel inside. Yeah and head all scrambled and the love is gone. And you don't know what went wrong.