teeth You'd still pull it all apart Bit by bit, piece by piece And I'll go it alone Call this house my home Build it up again with someone new Build it
na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na n a, I better go it
m making it fine, making it fine, draw the line I was born with a six string in my hand I'll follow the dream to the end And I'll go it alone Seems
We're just flesh and bone, we break and we bend Now it's chiseled in stone, we've said our amen And you go it alone You go it alone, you go it alone
teeth You'd still pull it all apart Bit by bit, piece by piece And I'll go it alone, call this house my home Build it up again with someone new Build it
na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na, I better go it alone Na na na na na I gotta go it alone Don't go it alone Doo doo doo doo I better go it
making it fine, making it fine, draw the line. I was born with a six string in my hand, 1'll follow the dream to the end. And I'll go it alone.
They?ll break our backs if we should go it alone By chaining our hearts to the things we own They?ll bend our minds if we listen too hard To the incredible
to fit in to the boundaries that our gender traps us in. A pressure so relentless it wears down our will to fight. A weight so massive it buries us alive
the city where things go to die and the streets are littered with soiled lives. Human wreckage the byproduct of a diseased society. It's a disease. It
again, like butterflies in our bare hands. We just crush them when we try too hard to take back what we have forgotten. Before we say goodbye, I'd like to go
Who would have thought it would end like this? Under clean sheets in a sterile room. What happened to those years? Now all that's left are these remaining
my clouded head. Mind like fist, closed and violent. Hands knuckled white, twisting emotions against themselves, stealing form my life. Anger is a loyal companion, it won't leave me alone
doors, sequestered in the minds of those who have been ignored, silenced, and pushed aside. The voice of truth is hushed before it reaches our ears so
come to learn nothing is set in stone as i once believed time can change me (and it has) but i cant change time. time can change us (and it will) but
it seemed like the winter would never end, but we always knew there was warm weather ahead. We'd see the world again through highway eyes and it would
