| Song Lyric | Corresponding Song | Album |
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| I brought down the sky for you but all you did was shrug. You give my emptiness a name. | |
| Not a day goes by that I dont feel this burn. There's a point we pass from which we cant return. | |
| You're the new revolution, the angst filled adolescent, you fit the stereotype well. | |
| I offer up myself to this, I'm living for my dying wish. | |
| When I die, will they rememberIt's not the end that I fear with each breath, it's life that scares me to death. | |
| If strength was borne from heartbreak, then mountains I could move. | |
| Our shoulders bear an awful weight, but still we trudge on just the same. | |
| We've been sweating while you slept so calm in the safety of your home; we've been pulling out the nails that hold up everything you've known . | |
| They took off his clothes, they pissed in his hands. I told them to stop, but then I joined in. | |
| So tell me what I'm supposed to do with all these leftover feelings of you. | |
| 'Guilty' is what our graves will read, no year, no family. | |
| | Song Lyric | Corresponding Song | Album |
|---|
| They're high on the watchtower, keeping the peace, whatever that means. | |
| Let the blind lead the blind, because it's eye for an eye in your so-called life. | |
| We run on the fumes of injustice; we'll never die with the fuel that you give us! | |
| Just put off another day of knowing where you're from. You can catch up with yourself, if you run. | |
| You want to take the passion in my veins and put it down in black and white. | |
| If love is a labor I'll slave till the end, i won't cross these streets until you hold my hand. | |
| Not a dime to my name or a prayer in the world, I walk out the door | |
| Have you ever been a part of something that you thought would never end? and then of course it did | |
| We are alone under this sun, and we work to fix the work that you've undone. | |
| Simply because you can breathe doesn't mean you're alive, or that you really live. | |
| These machines feed on the tears We're throwing wrenches in the gears, our lives will not be lived in vain! | |
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