Blue moon, you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me
Breaking down from every insult that you've taken from one sided conversations Burning out from all the minor misconceptions that just play on your frustrations
Wonder what hold things together Is it political positions or maybe superstitions The list goes on forever It seems to go on forever Are old rituals
Isn't it funny that it all comes down to money Running on a treadmill, wasting time Keeps you too busy to lose your mind I was blindsided out on the
can pay the rent. We always try to buy a better life, I think we may have over spent. Mixing pride and dollar signs, Is easier said than done. Na na
By this time tomorrow You'll be out on the streets of Chicago Walking all the way home from commuter trains By this time tomorrow You'll be back home
We have our master plan bottled and canned living in the 352 Steps 1 and 2 walk home drunk wake up confused with a stranger next to you The copied costumes
("Everyone to the bar!") [Chorus:] Don't call me Rich don't call me George just call me cheez that's who [alt: what] I am [x3] not Rich, not George
[Originally by Spoke] I won't change the world with a song perhaps it's futile to comment on a revolution somewhere else I won't change the world with
I could hear all the plans we had when the wind hits me just right and i'm so sick of wanting all the things i'm haunted by my sympathy goes to the
I?ll keep my faith alive Cause this is paradise or parricide I can?t believe this sight Streets full of blank faces and junky eyes The streets won?t
Danny says, that he got caught up, in all the talk of how it used to be. And He says, I never used to mind that same way of life, its just you and me
Dopeman dopeman's got another big plan to sell it to you or anyone he can because this is much better than minimum wage no matter how things work he'
Dopeman, Dopeman's got another big plan to sell it to you or anyone he can because this is much better than minimum wage no matter how things work he
Like quicksand, i'm always getting deeper The more I struggle, the more I get in deeper And here I am, out there doing time Out on the mission, down
Step it up my life spent round the clock has got me running on a treadmill with no time to stop and competition has put a price on time, see all the
So here let's talk about the boomtown facts You've got stick up kids coming right at my back Two blocks of reasonable rent and it's only getting smaller
[Originally by Slayer] Woo! Blasting our way through the boundaries of Hell no one can stop us tonight we take on the world with the hatred inside mayhem