I'm on my way back home Take Take the hand Guide the way Find the truth Take Take your heart into your hand To tempt the fool into the mine Let loose the snake with antidote

Oh I like you too and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all. Well excuse me, but I think you've got my chair, No that one's not taken, I don't mind if you sit here, I'll be glad to share. Yea it's usually, packed here on Friday nights, Oh

I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately Follow my heart wherever it takes me Let it flow on by like a piece of driftwood A piece of driftwood Untie my noose Open up a bottle of Whatever you choose You see the naked truth

We stand together So take take take take all your memories 'Cause I don't want 'em and I don't need 'em As the seconds turn into days We will never be the same So stay stay stay the hell away from me The truth is I'm moving on Stay stay stay the hell away

It's the moment of truth When you're alone you ask yourself What are you searching for Deep in the night a dream is born One that you can't ignore If you think you can find the passion And you're ready to take take a chance If you really believe you can make

I'm an American, I'm an American She's an American beauty I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho You take take the full, full truth, then you pour some out I'm an American psycho American Psycho (I'm an American, I'm an American) I think I fell in love again Maybe

Stand for somethin' Come back, come back, babe Gotta fight for somethin' Gotta make the place Take Take the truth (take the) Get through Brotha man, young man Let me tell you somethin' Told him help me please

Give me, give me a reason to believe Find the strength to maintain Search for truth, that will not change This, this is the turning point The rising of the day No fear inside This, this is the day that takes the suffering away No more wasting time In

Truth will mess you up You really messed up All the good times Truth will mess you up (all the good times) You really messed up everything Take Take me back again You really messed up this time (ah) But you can take take it all back again Strike up what's in the

Stack dead actors Stacked to the rafters Line up the bastards All I want is the truth Hey hey now, can you fake it? Can you make it look like we want? Hey hey now, can you take take it? And we cry when they all die blond? Oh mirror mirror