To pass the time At sunrise we begin running nonstop until we find what we're looking for In this world time is the enemy for those who are alive and
The sun will rise again if missed today while dreaming. Missed chances only matter in memories. Sometimes the blisters on my feet serve as reminders
that never left the home I left behind. The world is just a reflection of how I see. A projection of the ugliness and hat I live and breathe. Some things
I've always begged for you to tell me bedtime stories I wake up smiling in the morning but I know I lied myself to sleep to make it better anyway How
What do you expect me to be? Some kind of Shepard for the fucking sheep? You're looking in the wrong direction. I never claimed to have all of the answers
There are so many problems that we come here to escape but find you looking for a good fight. We've had enough of you. You cheap shots only separate
This ship was sailing wayward until I found direction and it scares me to think of where I would have ended up alone. Age eighteen. So much to prove.
On the front lines fighting moral wars. Your nobility is a fucking shame. You've never felt the pain of broken lives and broken homes or seen the slums
Driving west. Burning daylight and gasoline. I know now what we're running from. I know why we scream. Feeling fate, growing up, getting old. As if by
"When the mode of the music changes, the walls of the city shake." A single act of defiance is a crime. When we continue our crimes we'll decide the
You're design was flawed from the fucking start And this whole time spent convincing You said you believed in me Your only son so hurt to realize your
You fell apart again Dedication is something that comes with desire Dedication and commitment are things that cannot be manufactured for posterity I
Contingencies You have no choice in this We're brought into a world where judgement's made on face value Desperation turned inward and another face frozen
like wine when the wine is flowing. But it's not you I see behind those eyes. I don't want this chemical love. I don't want this lie. Another sentiment
What do your words mean when you can't say that you really think because you're too afraid to fight to stand up for what you believe? You cover with
It's 2 AM and I don't give a fuck if I ever see the sun again How long has it been since I could find the words to say exactly what I meant What do I
I'm proud to say that I'm part of something based in values but something right has turned cold long ago Now you purchase symbols of these values that
I'm at the threshold between chapters of my life deciding the price of turning the page. How much more? How much time? Trying in figure out what I stand
