All I wanted was your honesty Something more than this Something more than me (more than me) Death can take me if I can't be free I am not like you, I'm a dying breed I swear to god I'd do it for fun Just a dead man walkin' with a double barrel shotgun

You're scared I just wanna love that, I just wanna love that Scared of what it feels like to miss you Scared of what it feels like not to kiss you Scared of what it feels like to be alone, yeah Baby I can't live without you I'm slowly dying Forgive me

Now this is who we are I'll never know the answers And I'll always wonder why I am no one You are faithful when we are not I am no one's hero For we are not the giant men That some may think So I'd like to tell this story the way it is meant to be

Turn off your mind relax and float down stream It is not dying, it is not dying Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void, It is shining, it is shining. Yet you may see the meaning of within It is being, it is being Love is all and love is everyone It

One night opens wounds and words utter pain The truth cannot breathe a one in your soul You've hid hearts and songs as long as you recall His kind words just fall near your feet With their last air, all they want done is to be heard in your sweet ears

How can we go back to the beginning? I need your love And I'm dying for the rush 'Cause my heart ain't got enough I need your touch This is getting serious Tell me that it's not the end of us Without you, I’ve got no air to breathe in I've been sick and

Ring the alarm, another sound is dying, woh-oh, hey Ring the alarm, another sound is suffering, woh-oh, hey Listen this sound it a champion Ram the dance inna any session Tee ta toe we beat them all in a row Four big sound inna one big lawn Ring the

It seems our problems solve themselves When we look beyond us to those truly in hell Bound to learn the hard way This is the human condition There is nothing that can be said To stop us from making mistakes When I look to myself as a source of ending

Sport the war, war support The sport is war, total war The final swing is not a drill It's how many people I can kill Burial to be In blood laced misery Propaganda death ensemble Corpses rotting through the night Scorched earth the policy

Like those gasping for their last breath We cannot hide there's nothing left This world was never worthy But how can I call it unfaithful Every promise was fulfilled As decay crawled from it's throat Like the dead rising from an open grave Lips of