well my heart... my heart is where it always has been but my head... my thoughts are somewhere in between brothers in arms that's what i thought we'll
That's what friends are for... Hua It will take more Than stupid followers to frighten me Just like before Disapproval's constantly Can't they recall
my quest is simple a desire iA'm trying to feed ever since aware of myself consciousness - just being there to bleed eyesore for others - since the day
below zero i should have tried but it was no use i am one of the lonely no one speaks to me i am me... myself... the one and only i looked the door and
you pretend you're so hard punk but just at a glance you won't last a second if given a chance you say... you're so special you say... you're so tough
you think you have to act different just to belong to the hood you will never get it you'll never be understood you call yourself my brother but i'm searching
mind shut... you act unaware chained down to addiction pregnant... but you do not care a monumentary pleasure was what you've gained an everlasting violation
clutching pictures randomly something helpful to find my way resurrect - some precious memories confidence - to reappear someday .....someday.....when
fed up... frustrated can't understand the reason why you shut yourself out you're blind to everything inside you drag yourself down you flee from faith
Without a second thought I would choose The path I am now walking on Without any doubts or regrets I think this is the place where I belong Times have
Hua It's easy to live in hope when there's some hope to speak of And it's easy to be optimistic when the future lies ahead But can you really achieve
When you walk through the storm Hold your head up high and dont be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm theres a golden sky And the sweet silver
desperate attempt to define myself in terms of what i have done for others...desperate i am stuck gave all i had to give i am stuck when do i recieve
done it once - done it twice i set myself up believing the advice convincing me that it's not as bad as it seems but i can't come up with worse fakes...
broken... shattered memories on the ground splinters... scattered lost and never found your eyes search for me - but i look away your mouth speaks to
those hours... those memories the feelings that we shared loyalty has become meaningless in relation to what you've dared in relation to what you've dared
i prove myself wrong denied reality for far too long i shudder to think but it's no surprise at all i was living in the hope of a feeling to be shared
pride yourself open minded... that what you say just fashion styled spirits altering the straight edge way you're just like those who you try to stand
