(Woah, woah). (Woah, woah). . I've been moving in the wrong direction. Getting lost in my constant question. Always thought there was no escape. Never really thought about what it would take, woah.
Born to be a salesman,. too proud to be ashamed. Do we believe in what we're selling,. Or the money that we crave. Famous for being famous, afraid to be afraid.
You talk and talk's so cheap. You're finally cashing in. With your words so sleek. The truth is wearing thin. You're coming to me. Please tell me this is a joke.
I see you walkin' as you're walkin' by. I gotta wonder, gotta wonder why. I'm gonna give it to you just one more time. . 'Cause baby, when I see your face.
So many faithless, so little time. And out of empathy you make it feel right. Of all the places that you wanted it to be. With unfamiliar faces that you wanted to see.
The world breaks loose as we grab for the noose. We're spinning round an round like we're never going to lose. Falling farther fast and always coming in last.
By myself I sit alone. I'm wondering about a poem. I can't express the way that I feel in words. I start to write, when I'm all alone.. . I can't say that I know what I'm talking about.
As you go!. On your way, throughout it all, without a questioning of consequence in store. And all the things that you wanted, made for a better way of everything they're using you for.
Sirens in the street under pressure. [x8]. . Take a step outside of my front door,. It's about 110,. And once again my shoes become concrete.. . Everybody said it's ok,.
Yeah! Yeah!. Every single day when I get out of bed. Well the chances are I'm gonna wind up dead. Well, don't you know that it'll be alright?. Well what I don't know about is bottoming out.
You retreat your sticky situation, don't choose to walk away. If you do, these times will come for you. . You're giving up what you're thinking. But now you're thinking you were right.
Look at the blueprints as they disappear. This is a blank space filled with all our fears. To make a move could be devastation. To take a chance is the way to face them.
I've got a bad connection. It seems there's nothing more that I can do. I've been staring at a wall since noon. There's nothing more that I'm used to.
No one can ever tell you what to do. Beware their words. So many quick to point the finger. Without pointing their way first. There's so much we take for granted.
Oh, the rattlin' bog. The bog down in the valley, oh. Oh, the rattlin' bog. The bog down in the valley, oh. . In this bog there was a tree. A rare tree, a rattlin' tree.
I'm going back to where I came from. So far away, but not so far from home. Where I lay my head down by the sea. I'm going back to where we'd go. So far away, but not so far from home.
Over seasons, like so many times before. You drop drop drop it 'til you break down the walls. Over seasons, when you come disobey. Just keep on droppin' 'til the break of the day.
Looking out through painted windows. Deep-rooted and without a clue. Sets aside all differences and everything he's used to. Takes a walk and the water falls.
I feel the hot wind on my shoulder. And the touch of a world that is older. I hit the switch and check the number. I leave it on and then I slumber. I hear the rhythm ringing through it.
Not you!. Not you!. Not you!. Not you!. I'm me not you!. What have I done, and what am I to believe?. Well, not a single thing you're saying to me. I've had enough my friend, and I'm fed up again.