And the clean coming will hurt And you can never get it spotless When there's dirt beneath the dirt I heard the truth was built to bend A mechanism to suspend the guilt Is what you are requiring still You've got to dance little liar Just like those fibbs

Heavy is the head that wears the crown Second guessing your decisions Trying to find out what's been missing Go and wake the king Call to arms For those who kiss the ring Stand your ground The walls are are coming down

Your lights are are burning bright But nobody's home And now there's nobody home Nothing I can do about it Maybe I won't even try Your will is determined to kill any Reason of mine I see you coming With that look in your eye

I cover the waterfront Will the one I love I'm watching the sea Be coming back to me? Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh, how I yearn Where are are you?

I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush (Follow me, don't follow me) (Collar me, don't collar me) (We are are agents of the free) I've had my fun and now it's time To serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me) Coming in fast, over me

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow I'm tired of being what you want me to be Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Every

What about the love? (Coming with me) What about the labor? (Coming with me) What about the seeds? (It's coming with me) Cold stares can never put the fear in me Let's just not talk about it The people that you came with (Coming with me) The people that

I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow I'm tired of being what you want me to be Become so tired, so much more aware By becoming this all I want to do Is be more like me and be less like you Every

You hardwire I'll try to play the guitar. You are everything you are Nothing at all. Giving for chances to Stay smoke is gone Pass by the morning Though we both see it coming We don't run. Let the silence settle in our bones.

Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite that beams me home What are are we coming to? This is killing me I get home from work and you're still standing in your dressing gown Well what am I to do? I know all the things