No more secrets No more games Not another day of living this way Cigarette smoke filled room concealing Everthing your heart is feeling You took away
I gotta go before i lose my mind I cant explain it or name it this time You bring the lightning and the thunder that I drop And keep complaining that
Mayday mayday I'm going down in flames Now its finally too late Didn't think it would end this way Steel bones Concrete skin Rooted in stone below Its
I just got back from hell Skin blistered bruised up. Couldn't you tell? Eyes still burning because I've been a witness to this fucked up thing the world
There's a dirty little town on the east side of a city made of plastic gold Where the the old come to die and the young have to dig all the holes They
This is a march of war The last chance to settle the score The battle lines well defined A fight that we both fought before What do you want from me?
So what if doing something real bad is the only way to get it So what if its a bad idea, later I'll regret it. I'll take whatever comes with doing what
When I drop you, I'm gonna stomp you Pick you up again and then drop you Lift my foot again and then stomp you Then grind And when I stomp you That'll
I'm a pitbull backed in the corner again Beaten to the ground and left for dead Fighting his way to the top again Money i got i bought and spent The friends
I'm gonna make it rain on you. I'm gonna bring the pain to you. Put you through a nightmare that you'll never wanna sleep again. And when you open, you
My head is drowning in a sea of animosity the waves of confusion are crashing over top of me I'm just trying to survive doing everything I have to just
I can't control myself You deserve to feel the way I do (found a way, found a way) What if you were called a freak Until you were 22 (found a way, found
I wanted to be right to change a common situation, that always seems to happen to me. But then I gave into the way of common desperation, and dedicated
Take me to the pain, and all the way back again. Taking me to the pain, and all the way back. Life sums up in three words, better than average. It never
One by one I deal with them. Take them by the neck. Drag them around kicking and screaming. Showing the law of cause and effect. Everything I feel with
Broken glass all around you. Try to hide but they find you every time. Even with everything you try to do, people can still look and see right through
[Chorus] I didn't ask you to explain yourself to me. The fact you feel you have to is enough evidence, to see right through all the bullshit, and the
Taking the world on, taking the world on by yourself. When will you learn? When will you learn all by yourself? Runaway, it's the only way for you to
