And how does it feel to be the name that's on the page. To know that you joined the ranks. Of all of the people I hate. And how does it feel to be the one that's center stage.
Hands down, I swear that I came so prepared. To be here by myself. And I'd be just fine but most of the all the time. You're with me on my mind. . It's why I stay so cold.
To be oppressed in the eyes of the sacred sons. All the airs and the vacant stares. Will never make me think that you're better than me. You know you'll never be better than me.
Can you breathe? Does it hurt?. What's it like when you can see it coming?. When it takes all that you got just to speak. . Can you hear every word as the morning comes.
Have we really lost our way. I heard the people talking but I can't believe. The things they say. Seems like a million days. Since we chose a new direction.
Don't take another day away from me. 'Cause I don't got many as it stands. Here on the rooftop screaming like the world stopped. Another cigarette for both of us, hold my hand.
Today a daughter will hug her father and ask whens Jesus coming back. He wonders should he even bother with the words. Cause all he got her in the world was just a box filled with regret.
I've been at odd's with a restless soul. I've felt the pain whenI lost control. I said the words but could not explain. The hurt fades but the scars remain.
It's three o'clock and I'm still underneath. every cloud over me. and every face that I pass on the street. says you will be loved without me. And then you say,.
And I watched the Atlantic Ocean rise to meet New York. And everyone involved got way too scared. That life was way too short. And we all sang songs about things we'd take back.
it was a day like any other. my son he turned to me and said. father wherever did we go so wrong. i thought it over for a minute and said. . son for twelve years.
I hear you say the sun is setting and it's time to find belief. In something other than a heart that seems to dangle from a string. We've strung on this piano.
I suppose you did it out of love. I feel that pressure from above. I didn't perform quite up to par. I only gained another scar. I'm not your trophy. I will not shine for you.
And you put yourself onto the cross. And build your wounds to cover spite. So I can't be the man that martyrs you tonight. . 'Cause we're all paying heavy costs.
What does it mean when youe sixteen. The world a cold and lonely place. But youe still kicking. Every door down in the place. . The war of words theye so upright.
And as it gets dark in this house of hallways. And no corridor leads to the stairs. With still wet black paint on all the windows. We got no clocks 'cause time don't care here.
Let's get to the point and all take our tongues out. And not show off our scars, not leave here with doubts. That things in life, well, they could have been easier.
Children who watch their fathers rise to work each day. Becoming bitter as they piss their lives away. Out of balance as he stumbles to the porch. Too young to recognize the passing of the torch.
What should I say. I guess things didn't go my way. but you insist on shining light. on my greatest failures. fallible is me. . but you can see. this isn't my reality.