You live in a world I cannot believe You create a world I don't want to see And your forest's a stand of dead trees lost in the night Did you ever think you'd live down the past You just want to tie yourself to the mast All your nightmares have come to at last At least in your mind Learn to swim in rushing rivers Breaking on the shore Make your peace with broken streets Your face turned towards the storm This shitty guitar needs some personality This shitty song needs some personality Your hollow accusations no one ever hears Your wounded senses of pride, a guilty souvenir All your protests and vacant excuses ring insincere I just want to find a car to overturn I just want to light a fire to watch it burn Now we're past the point of no return and no one is here Learn to swim in rushing rivers Breaking on the shore Make your peace with broken streets Your face turned towards the storm This song needs some fucking personality Anybody? Somebody? Give me some fucking personality! What happened to personality You are afraid Uneducated on where this would lead Going on for far too long We are sorry for the greed Leave us in pieces and places War torn and wronged In between whispers and screams You permeate my soul Lost between nightmares and dreams You decimate this home Learn to swim in rushing rivers Breaking on the shore Make your peace with broken streets Your face turned towards the storm How do I look? Disappointing How about I disappoint them more? I am a disappointment! How about I disappoint them more?