Testi:
Faded Grey

We may be young, but we're not naive. We won't give in to your adult supremacy. Don't you think we'll do what you say when we've seen the mistakes you

we spoke, every promise that we broke. I've got nowhere to turn. I guess I've got a lot to learn. Nothing lasts forever. That was yesterday. Your memory is faded grey

Yet another lifeless week spent at the factory They own you for ten hours a day. your sweat fuels their greed. punch in punch out your life is worth

Endless days and longer nights I just can't get right All the jumbled thoughts in my brain Things never stay the same Burned bridges and broken friends

This song I sing is not for sale. These words I scream to you are real. No one can ever buy our lives. This music will survive. Remember when we didn

Put the gun to your head. Now pull the trigger. Do you think if you were dead, that you'd feel better? I know of millions who would kill to fill your

So self righteous. You think you're better than the common folk. Place yourself on a pedestal. Turn your nose up at those who oppose your straight line

Ten years down the road What will we have to show? Except a few empty words and hollow songs Big slogans and catchy tunes Are all well meaning schemes

Yet another lifeless week spent at the factory They own you for ten hours a day. your sweat fuels their greed. punch in punch out your life is worth more