Whisper words and watch them fall
They run straight down when they hit the wall
But those are not deaf ears, or blinded pioneers
Just believers, too old for their years
And some might say, they found a way
Before it was too late
To make it last, forget the past
And make their own mistakes
Subtle changes in a work of art
Can divide opinions a world apart
Watch them build and watch them play
Save the future for another day
And some might say, they found a way
Before it was too late
To make it last, forget the past
And make their own mistakes
And some might say, they found a way
Before it was too late
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Because truth is overrated,
And lies rule my life.
Because pretending to be happy isn't good,
But I've learned to live with it.
Because I'm not a teenager anymore,
And I dramatize my average life.
Because I've never felt love,
And never will.
And most of all...
because I love lying to myself.
Lift me up dear Lord
Save me from this place
The darkness overcomes me
Some things I can not face
I've been drowning in sorrows
Nothing can make me shine
My faith is growing weaker
Through all these troubled times
Who can save this troubled soul
From the darkness in my life
I need to see the light again
I need a hand to beat this strife
Life has crushed my spirit
With so much turmoil and pain
I've cried a thousand tears today
I pray to Jesus to stop the rain
I know I am unworthy Lord
I wish that things were right
I need your loving kindness
I need Jesus to clear my sight
God can save this troubled soul
from the darkness of the pit
sing your praises to the Lord
Let Jesus guide your path
Where’s The Innocence
Where’s the innocence of your youth
My naïve, careless child
One that looked at life with eyes
Full of endless joy
The world hardened your heart
Filling it full of blame
You lash out with angry fists
In hope that the world will change
Time to take a reality check
On this tainted view of life
Broken pieces won’t fix themselves
But they’ll cut you like a knife
Calm the raging storm within
Come to terms with your past
Don’t look back with regret
The memories, they won’t last
You can find your way back home
As if you were never gone
You’ll never be alone in this storm
Love finds a way to forgive
Carries on so we can live
Gives us strength to believe
And brings back innocence
It was no surprise that you
Couldn’t do all the things you wanted to
Life’s choices leave you very few
But one still remains
Who the hell am I?
I'm standing up here singing
and you're listening with glee
you're hanging on to my every word
like a frigate grips the sea
and while I appreciate it greatly
I have to wonder why
you don't know me from Adam
who the hell am I?
I've quite a lot to tell you
so I've written it in song
it's the way I've always done it
it's how I've come along
I've written through the good times
and when I've sat and cried
but let's return to what I've asked before
who the hell am I?
well, the person here before you
is a complicated soul
while others nibble bits of life
I've swallowed the damn thing whole
the words I choose are mine
so, I'll tell you what I'll do
I'll put my tongue in cheek
and ask, who the hell are you?
I can be a little oblique
I'm not into naming names
so you'll have to keep on guessing
to remain a witness to this game
I see you're becoming angry
and the fist's about to fly
I hesitate, then ask once more
who the hell am I?
I don't know if I'm asking
or I'm telling you out loud
but I need to say something
because more than three's a crowd
and as I make my way off-stage
I've said my last goodbyes
I pray to God I've made an impression
who the hell am I?
Tomorrow is my last paper; it's like the final boss, yeah.
Not the expression, no. Literally it's the hardest paper.
When you know if you don't study, you would just fail bad.
And you will retain one semester for that stinking subject.
But what happens if you tried, tried your best to study.
And nothing you read enters your head, in spite of you.
What happens when you become the main source of the stress.
Books on the table, but your mind's somewhere else.
I just can't fail it, there's too much at stake now.
I don't know, what to do, or say if I fail it now.
Seems like everybody 'pecting me to breeze thru this.
I won't give them what they want, just to see what they will do.
And it seems like everyone immediately points a finger at me.
So I point one right back at 'em, to show them who's boss.
But not the index or the pinky or the ring or the thumb.
It's the one you put up when you just don't give a fuck.
WHERE IS MY CHANCE
I’ve tried everything waiting for a chance
Waiting for someone special, yeah
Wandering around
Wondering if
It will ever come
Where is my chance
Where is my chance
Where is my chance
Saw that Idol auditions were starting now
Thought I had a shot at stardom, yeah
The judges thought otherwise
Asked me to leave
And not embarrass myself
Where is my chance
Where is my chance
Where is my chance
I have dropped everything else to come this far
Realized that it was foolish, yeah
Shouldn’t have left school
Now I’m wandering around
Hopeless, broken inside
Where is my chance
Where is my chance
Where is my chance
Ooooh
Now those pills there isn’t such a bad idea
Ooooh
Maybe this won’t hurt as much as I think, yeah
Ooooh
Ooooh
BATTLE OF THE SENSES
A battle of the senses is taking place
Spreading like vomit on the human race
You hate the smell but you love the taste
You look in the mirror but you don’t see a face
Inflicting us with drugs, so they can control us
Breaking their own rules, As they play us like fools
Making up confusion, so we lose our emotion
Planting their conviction, so we fall in confliction
Smoke and mirrors, building perfect pictures
To feed our brains with lies
Smoke and mirrors, making us miss the signs
A perfect way to cover their crimes
A DREAM ON THE EDGE
I've walk through all my life
Aimlessly, not knowing what to do
Frustrations caving in
Scared to keep on going on my way
I don't know when I've changed
Into this unfeeling creature
Forgetting what it's like
To dream
All these years I have been wandering around
Wondering why I keep letting myself down
I do not want to know about tomorrow
I want to dream again
