A needle in my vein to make me sleep a searing pain with no relief a clouded mind and I've been cut out of my clothes You can't fight a battle for a man flying a white flag CHORUS This sickness soon will leave my body cold (my eyes retreat into my skull) This sickness soon will leave leave my body cold Just let me go, just let me go, just let me go scour the wreckage for a grain of hope Just let me go, just let me go or tie the noose tight in the rope Insincere with soulless eyes a serpent in a sheep's disguise bathed in blood with only scabs and scars to clothe you can't feel a lover's touch with a body numb CHORUS Burn regrets breathe deep the smoke in (to choke and gasp for air) drink the fears to numb the cowardice soul calloused in cravings shackled in shame a shell of a person forgotten his name your footprints leave no imprints as you stagger towards the grave CHORUS Or tie the noose tight in the rope

Smoke clouds have thickened to black out the stars the night sky is lit now by headlights of cars and the moon holds no purpose but pulling the tides anymore Blow out the candles blow out the candles throw on the light switch and bask in the fluorescent glow we're guided by satellites we don't need stars anymore can't see stars anymore CHORUS 1 With a nine on the bortle we've blown out the stars smashed all the lanterns to burn down the barns and with less than one hundredth in sight to guide us home after dark we're lost The streetlights have killed them the street lights have killed them we've laid to rest gods in a tomb born of city lights and out in the flatlands we thought that we'd found them but still the horizon did glow like a brush fire CHORUS 2 With a nine on the bortle we've blown out the stars smashed all the lanterns to burn down the barns and the moon holds no purpose save pulling the tides on a planet encrusted in fluorescent lights Smoke clouds have thickened to black out the stars the night sky is lit now by headlights of cars and the moon holds no purpose but pulling the tides anymore 300 miles we'd sail off the coast to be reunited with the skies of our hosts and at night soon the rivers reflect nothing more than the moon CHORUS 1 300 miles 300 miles out into the ocean we'd sail to remember them 300 miles out into the ocean we'd sail CHORUS 2 CHORUS 1 CHORUS 1 + VERSE 1 CHORUS 1 + CHORUS 2 CHORUS 1 + CHORUS 2 + VERSE 2

These nights are getting colder and I'm losing my patience the ghost of our past has been quietly creeping stabbing at our spines begging for an answer or at least a more appropriate way to die these distorted pleasures that have been given at the denied excess to the masses we're fueled by greed and fueled by the hate and fueled by the absent minded CHORUS Dig down dig down dig down dig down into empty pockets with an endless strife of the wartorn hand and the stained glass eye of the mourning mother who weeps to quench my dehydrated soul This community has been lost our sanity has been spent on what is got and never what has been given these centuries have slipped like sand in the palms of time this programmed acceptance of routine where the wealthy prosper and the poor die young wandering the streets like zombies waiting for their resurrection and the sleepless rest not with the setting sun but six feet down with eyes forced shut CHORUS I can't say that I'm sad that's the least of my worries this apathy has got ahold and grim's been calling for me our frozen smiles paint that picture of a life we'll never lead and together we'll fall through the remnants of our decaying past our mirror come up empty and reflection has been lost CHORUS

Don't you help your fellow man or else they'll throw you in the pen never spread the wealth around keep it in the 1% to keep the power in their hands the wealthy must control the bread so even if the market's dead it's not your place to keep them fed When did helping people out becomes a fucking crime? it seems that every day we lose another basic right Another badge is issued and another pig is born a pistol toting sycophant to keep the people torn a foot soldier for the wealthy used to herd consuming sheep a free mind is the greatest threat to baneful pockets deep So sad that thinking differently's become a fucking crime and that money's more important than our basic human rights

I cried and I sang for the loss of my only father I categorized my emotions into lines on a black piece of paper I prayed to a god who's never answered to dry the tears of my mother Misplacin' the failed acceptance of myself into others I'm feelin' the guilt of being selfish too selfish too tired for that compromise so I'll drown my confusion in a bottle of poison for my thoughts to just stop and I'll pick it up in the morning CHORUS I'll spend my time waitin' for that train to arrive I'm tunin' that note just to pass the time this shit luck won't last too long but it's up to me to kick it up a notch I'm scatchin' deep in this monotone beat this paper thin pallette laid so meticulously to see a stretch of red down my grey tainted neck and I keep searchin' for that answer of why I keep breathing when those consequences make my core rot so seamlessly with that unfailing tide of drownin'' days blacked out nights suffocating lungs and ill fated strides CHORUS So baby wipe those virgin tears from your cheek your innocence spent on a liar and a fake but deep inside that broken tattered corpse you know this is not who you were meant to be so spend your time waitin' for that train to arrive and tune that note till it sounds just right this shit luck won't last too long but it's up to you to make it stop.

What once we believed to be so glorious and freeing's just a crutch and in retrospect the good times that we've had don't seem so worth it when I'm wakin' up in cold sweat shakin' on some stranger's white leather couch with a head full of regrets I've made up my bed now i guess it's time to sleep swaddled up in sterile white sheets I'm losin' touch Little blue pills to help me sleep don't like my life so i take seven when i drink wake up in the AM still shakin' from the mayhem with the door off of its hinge Call me lady vodka there's only three tears I can shed weary and broken but just can't rest well in this bed ink stained carpets and stolen cars I gave you everything and all you gave me were these scars i fucking hate you i fucking hate you goddamn i love you goddamn i love you but we both know if we ever stick together we'll just tear ourselves apart You are my sunshine my only sunshine you make me happy but the skies are grey you are my heroin but there's an abscess goddamn me missed the vein She's scratchin'' her pen through the pages in her notebook scratching' the blade of her knife into her hip (at least they're hidden) a quarter of our lives gone by knees nailed to the ground begging for more Forcin' that needle in his vein forcin' that liquor down his throat (well that's just how i cope) quarter of our lives gone by knees nailed to the ground begging for more CHORUS You are my sunshine my only sunshine you make me happy but the skies are still so grey

CHORUS Where do you run to when there's nowhere left to hid? there's not a corner of the world to which it's blind under the surveillance of a monster with a thousand eyes a voyeuristic nightmare steals away our private lives they see you, they watch you you're just another slide under the microscope watch your step, they see you they know every move before you make it they're only waiting now to catch you in the act the jig is up they've been tappin' on your phone lines cops are at the front door and the swat is in the back go anywhere there's just no safety anymore and when you're hidin' in your house and lockin' up the door it's a false sense of security this was never a land of sovereignty if it means they'll make another penny fill the morgue CHORUS No color no future no culture no code the plastic smell of ignorance with a tv teaching morals and incendiary graveyards of 1,000 rotting minds a shred of humanity is impossible to find let weaving spiders infiltrate the grove on blast surveilled we're jailed forever and we just give ourselves away We're runnin' on the rails with the wealthy at the wheel the few control the many free to cheat and lie and steal it doesn't matter if a couple innocent will die as long as money's rollin' in everything is fine but now we want to see all the cards on the table we're sick of being lied to and kept in the dark burn the veil and sever the cables that personify our slavery and rip the grid apart CHORUS

Walk down the street stare at my feet see myself in the cracks in the concrete puddles of water gather up in a place where tumbleweeds have turned to plastic bags if i could go I would take nothing no one with me and I'd never ever ever look back CHORUS Drag your feet across stolen ground turn away while the rest of them drown no one cares for anyone anymore they say keep your demons to yourself (x3) (sedated locked into a tv screen to keep distracted from the slaughter of your innocent neighbors just because you live in a different continent it doesn't make their suffering any less real) They say its all about the books it's all about the streets well I only give a damn about the calluses on my two feet (x2) But they are dodging bullets while we are dancing in our dreams and no one hears their silent whispers no one hears their bloody screams CHORUS

Money this, and money that like every fucking day all anybody cares about is how much they're getting paid and it doesn't matter if a couple innocent will die as long as money's rollin' in everything is fine CHORUS A penny for your thoughts a dollar for your soul we're caged in a jail made of nickels and dimes and in a world where the one who has the money's in control Even tightest family a dollar could divide more destructive than ego more toxic than pride the greed money causes makes me fuckin' sick CHORUS (x2)

the rungs of this ladder are broken we're stuck in a pit to forget the escape is the way out but what's one to do when the only thing comforting leads to an eternal sleep underground everyone has their addictions everybody's weak and everyone someday will die if everything's random we're so insignificant and none of this matters then why even try were all just costumed illusions of self we sift through the filth to discover our wealth but riches are not always silver and gold just somebody to love and a clean bill of health is what this life is all about and i know that its easy to get caught up in trivial shit but when the roof is cavin' in just remember that none of this matters in death CHORUS: so take your hands off of the wheel and let the chips fall where they may time is short and death is sure so just be grateful for today a life time of whiskey a couple of years a life of mistakes for a couple of beers were marionettes and the puppeteers clutchin' so fucking hard trying to paint on a smile that they think looks right but their rights our wrong the nights are too short and the days are too long when they want you to color inside of the lines but the picture looks better with scribbles outside of the lessons we've learned when the bridges are burnt and the power goes out the control that you've earned means nothing we're all gonna die we're runnin' out of time so what i do is none of your concern. just... CHORUS

Scrapin' up dirty pennies off the street but just as long tails touch ground a superstitious suit of armor for the coward when every bit of tragic knowledge gained must tax the mind we mustn't take to these evils be not deaf and be not blind CHORUS We cover our eyes with the comforting sins of our owners save me from myself In a world made out to be so cruel the noose becomes a useless tool when all they need's a story to leave you strung up by your throat the media shall pick and choose the stories on the nightly news to insight the fear they need to keep us under their control CHORUS Drinking broken glass out on the front steps of your sanctuary does it scare you that a soul could be so out of line? cut me out, just cut me out just cut me out of everything a pair of scissors sleeping in your neck will do just fine CHORUS Paranoid but not sleeping or else content with eyes sewn shut wake up, you're not the saint you've drawn yourself to be open your eyes or open the flood gates

bug bitten, beautiful and down on our luck the days they all grow shorter as the bottles pile up wrapped in scars and rags and bad tattoos not a tether left to cut laughing and singing all the way back down to hell Singin' we can't help you help yourself but we can promise life's much better once you've tumbled off the shelf so burn that suit and tie tear down the walls in which you're caged have they ever truly made you happy anyway? Never bite your tongue just let that whiskey bite your throat cause the words you scream are so much more than you know success is not about the money and it's not your social class it's about finding your happiness so get up off your ass and go outside I promise that you'll never see more clear don't be afraid to live go find out who you truly are cause no one need to know you more than you you,my dear You know I've made my bad decisions and I can live with that cause even on the worst days life's never all that bad to feel the starlight on a fright train see the sunrise on the road so goddamn beautiful and it never will get old Unlike these darkrooms with cracked walls and carpets so stagnant, alone, grey and cold and every time I come back one less tree one more road I don't think this is home anymore So tear down and clear out and build up why can't these people just be satisfied? cause they need another strip mall and they need another lane on that road that over beauty has been paved And I can't help but think about do they understand what they've destroyed? another farm road replaced with a toll way today this don't feel like my home anymore So as of late the only words that I sing are of gettin' back to you and outta here cause I've been down on my health and down on my luck and you make me feel better dear.