| Pulling down toxins from the atmosphere
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| Making all of my decisions based on fear
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| I never even cared about what I could be
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| I declared a private war on authority
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| I got what you need because I’m a bad seed
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| I’m running on adrenaline and living on greed
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| I’m tired of being, I’m sick of my scene
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| I’m looking for the end or a place where I can finally come clean
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| Because I remember one time something to live for
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| Now so long ago
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| Faces always are changing
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| Lies and disguise for the things we know
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| One time something to live for
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| Somehow I lost my way
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| Those times I pissed away now
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| Echo in my darkest days
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| Walking everyday thinking that I know best
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| Wearing my contempt like a bullet-proof vest
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| On my way I’m going to make it all mine
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| Rolling in the gutter just to kill some time
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| But I was dead wrong and now it’s all gone
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| I won’t become the fool that I’ve abused for so long
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| The line’s played out and I’ve got to get back
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| Chase away the negative and throw away the useless track
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| I’ve seen things I hope I never see again
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| (There's another place to fall)
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| I don’t want to have to bury any more friends
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| (There's another friend to call)
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| Living on the edge of a sign of our times
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| (There's a world beyond yourself)
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| Dying in the wreckage we create with our crimes
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| (There are those who tried to help) |