Watching all the insects marching all along Seem to know just right where they belong Smears a face reflecting in the chrome Hiding in the croud i'm
I am all alone this time around Sometimes on the side I hear a sound Places parallel I know it's you Feel the little pieces bleeding through And on [
I believe I can see the future Cause I repeat the same routine I think I used to have a purpose Then again That might have been a dream I think I used
losing my grip But i can still make a fist You know i still got my one good arm That i can beat Oh that i can beat myself with up with Im just a face
Everything Is catching up with me I awake To find i'm not at all where I Should be And it feels I'm getting to the end And it's hard To figure out what
start [Chorus:] The closer we think we are Well it only got us soo far Now you got anything left to show No no I didn't think so The sooner we realize We cover ourselves with
Yes I'm alone but then again I always was As far back as I can tell I think maybe it's because you never were really real to begin with I just made
See the animal in it's cage that you built Are you sure what side you're on? Better not look him too closely in the eye Are you sure what side of the
Sunspots cast a glare in my eyes Sometimes I forget I'm alive I feel it coming and I've got to get out of its way I hear it calling and I come cause
I pick things up I am a collector And things-well-things which tend to accumulate I have this net It drags behind me It picks up feelings For me
you better than anything you've tried It's in her kiss As black as sea And it runs deeper than you Ever dared dream it could be [Chorus] With the teeth
There are things that I said I would never do There are fears that I can not believe have come true For my soul is too sick and too little too late And
just rotted away [Chorus] Don't you fucking know what you are? [x3] Com'on get back to where you belong! You better take a good look 'cause I'm full of shit With
You're keeping in step In the line Got your chin held high and you feel just fine Because you do What you're told But inside your heart it is black and
Watching all the insects march along Seem to know just right where they belong Smears of face reflecting in the chrome Hiding in the crowd, I'm all alone
I pick things up, I am a collector And things, well things they tend to accumulate I have this net and it drags behind me It picks up feelings for me
we think we are Well it only got us so far Now you've got anything left to show No, no I didn't think so Hey the sooner we realize We cover ourselves with
There are things that I said I would never do There are fears that I cannot believe have come true For my soul is too sick and too little and too late
