In a garage, beside a house, there is a luxury Sedan
And for his next monthly installment,
He’s gonna go out with a bang!
Boy who always did what he was told,
Was promised to be king when he was old

Hit the brakes, hit the glass,
Time to shake the hands of fate
The mistakes of the past,
Flashed before his face

There is a man, intensive care
When he awakes he will declare,
“I’ve been dead for 20 years!
I won’t let 20 more go by…”
Boy who always did what he was told,
Bought the only dream that he was sold

Hit the brakes, Hit the glass,
Time to shake the hands of fate
The mistakes of the past,
Flashed before his face

Burn the evidence… of my existence,
Clear the ashes on the ground
Burn the evidence… of all these things,
That pull my spirit down

Ever feel like you’ve been cheated,
Following what they believe?
Don’t shake the hands of fate,
Don’t shake the hands of fate,
There’s no more time to waste!

Burn the evidence… of my existence,
Clear the ashes on the ground
Burn the evidence… of all these things,
That pull my spirit down

Burn the evidence!
Don’t shake the hands of fate,
There’s no more time to waste!

A slap in the face,
And I can’t erase,
These things that you say,
Don’t make it all okay, it’s not okay

When push comes to shove,
I’ll put on the gloves,
Intentions are cruel,
I ain’t nobody’s fool you know

It hurts, my pride, step aside,
‘Cause I don’t need your…

Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
That’s what you’re giving me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down

A fistful of lies,
Dressed up in disguise,
And make no mistake,
I know they’re all so fake, they’re all so fake
My self-righteous friend,
I just can’t pretend,
Your words are the truth,
Sincere only when they suit you

It hurts, my pride, step aside,
‘Cause I don’t need your…

Sympathy!
Won’t get the best of me
Misery!
That’s what your giving me
Sympathy!
It’s just like trickery
Breaking me down

Sympathy
Won’t get the best of me!
Misery
This shit is killing me!
Sympathy
It’s just like trickery!
Breaking me down

Breaking me down

All we shared was a mattress, and a lie, and an address
Baby I don’t need you, well baby I don’t need you
Once occupied by a goddess, now it’s a room full of boxes
She said, “it’s time to leave you” but baby I don’t need you!
In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed
In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick

I never got the whole story, not ‘til after she left me
Baby I don’t need you, well baby I don’t need you
Word on the street is she fucked him, while we were playing in Cleveland
Well baby I don’t need you, you’re fading in my rearview

In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed
In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick!

Control-Alt-Deleted
Control-Alt-Deleted
Control-Alt-Deleted
Reset my memory!

In a perfect world… her face would not exist
In a perfect world… a broken heart is fixed
In a perfect world… I’d see no therapist
In a perfect world… this wouldn’t make me sick
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes click!
She pulls the trigger until the gun goes…

Time… rolling along with the waves,
A thousand miles away
Holding you close in the rain,
Seems just like yesterday

Lost… hope in a faraway place
And in my hand remains,
A black and white print of a face,
I’ll never see again

I gave my life to save her
The ocean turned to red
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all
Cut down like lambs at slaughter,
Good men were left for dead
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all

Love… served until death do us part,
I’m drifting in the dark
Wounded and wishing to fall,
Into your faithful arms

I gave my life to save her
The ocean turned to red
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all
Cut down like lambs at slaughter,
Good men were left for dead
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all

Beneath the sky of hate,
Beyond the sea of pain,
In heaven I will wait,
Until we meet again

I gave my life to save her
The ocean turned to red
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all
Cut down like lambs at slaughter,
Good men were left for dead
In the fall, in the fall, when the tide took them all

She reads a book from across the street,
Whenever someone that she’ll never meet.
Talk over coffee for an hour or two,
She wonders why I’m always in a good mood.
Killin’ time before she struts her stuff,
She needs supporting, I’ll become the crutch.
She’ll never know how much she means to me.
I play the game but I’m the referee.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we’ve endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

Even though I know what I’m lookin’ for,
She’s got a brick wall behind her door.
I travel time and confess to her,
But I’m afraid she’d shoot the messenger.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we’ve endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

I think I found her suffering the field of words,
I think I found her frowning in a field of words.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don’t belong to me.

I think I found her suffering the field of words,
I think I found her frowning in a field of words.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don’t belong to me.
This flower don’t belong to me.
Why could she belong to me?

Every word, every thought every sound.
Every touch, every smile, every frown.
All the pain we’ve endured until now.
All the hope that I lost you have found.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we’ve endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) as my hope had come and passed.
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) as my hope had come and passed.
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,
(Surrender) as my hope had come and passed.

(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask

Twisted tongues will place you in a category
Face to face you’ll hear them tell a different story
Loose lips may sink ship, but honesty’s forever
I solve and think pull and try to sever

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Cowards! They hide behind their words!
Don’t care if feeling will get hurt
Beware the voice without a face
That’s hidden underneath a…..

[Chorus:]
Covered In Cowardice! (Can’t you see me?!)
Covered In Cowardice! (Can’t you hear me?!)
Beware the voice without a face
That’s hidden underneath a…..

Covered In Cowardice! (Can’t You see me?!)
Covered In Cowardice! (Can’t you hear me?!)
Cowards! They hide behind their words!
Don’t care if feeling will get hurt

There eyes are blinded by there rage
Beware the voice without a face

When your insecure, they’ll find a fuel to start a fire
better pricks? with only hatred to inspire

Level heads pray there revenge will make it better
Trust your instinct like you trust what’s in the mirror

[Pre Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Chorus]

A voice without a face!
A voice without a face!

Urban Hipster, the new gangster… frontin’ by the club
New wave mannequins packin’ haircuts, instead of packin’ guns
Magazines form overseas, won’t teach you how to feel
They trade in their hearts for indie rock charts to tell them what is real

When did they assume… putting on a costume?
Gave them a right to… ostracize
Out of the woodwork… art aficionados
Answer one question…

Where is the line? Where is the line?
Between your fashion and your mind
Where is the line? Where is the line?
‘Cause some of us aren’t blind!
Where is the line? Where is the line?
To be your self is not a crime
Where is the Line? Where is the line?
‘Cause some of us aren’t blind!
She sells street cred with no smile, at the local record store
She’s acting the role and dressing the part, pretending to be bored
The truth about conformity, is it bites without a sting
Trends come and go, but when your alone it doesn’t mean a thing

When did they assume… putting on a costume?
Gave them a right to… ostracize
Out of the woodwork… art aficionados
Answer one question…

Where is the line? Where is the line?
Between your fashion and your mind
Where is the line? Where is the line?
‘Cause some of us aren’t blind!
Where is the line? Where is the line?
To be your self is not a crime
Where is the Line? Where is the line?
‘Cause some of us aren’t blind!

Here today, but forgotten tomorrow!
Here today, but forgotten tomorrow!
Here today, but forgotten tomorrow!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

I hitched a ride, until the coast
To leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something, I couldn’t find at home

Can’t get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I’ll be fine
I swear to God, this’ll be my one last time!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

I never once thought, I’d ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did they just leave me?

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

Never understood how she could,
Mean so little to so many
Why does she mean everything to me?

Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?

Questioning her good intention
Jealousy’s a bad invention
When you push on glass, it’s bound to break

Even when she was defensive,
It just gave me more incentive
The more you squeeze, the more it slips away

I never walked so far on a lonely street
With no-one there for me
Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame?
For all of my insecurities
How did I ever let you go?

Accept this confession! …I’m walking on pins and needles
You’re not my possession! …I’m walking on pins and needles
My conscience is vicious! …I’m walking on pins and needles
And I’m begging forgiveness! …I’m walking on pins and needles

I never walked so far on a lonely street,
With no one there for me
It took too long to see her in misery
And now it’s clear to me

That it’s worth the pain, always take the blame
For all your own insecurities
How did I ever let you go?

March on, worker bees!
Know your enemy!

We take our orders given by the queen
We’re not the killers, we’re the worker bees
If you resist us you will feel our sting
Surrender now before the swarm sets in

Protect the hive from enemies!
Protect the hive from enemies!
Follow the herd mentality!
Can we fight to save our souls?

March on, worker bees!
Know your enemy!

A pollination coming from the west,
And in a flash we will invade your nest
Supply of honey flowing bottomless
Play by our rules or you’ll be powerless

Protect the hive from enemies!
Protect the hive from enemies!
Follow the herd mentality!
Can we fight to save our souls?
And we’ll march… along, with our blindfolds on
And we’ll ride… the rails, with our pistols drawn
Can the Lord… above, forgive what we’ve done?
Can we fight to save our souls?

And we’ll march… along, with our blindfolds on
And we’ll ride… the rails, with our pistols drawn
Can the Lord… above, forgive what we’ve done?
Can we fight to save our souls?

Can we fight to save our souls?
Will we die to save our home?