What you want me to Marching sheep herd said See my broken head Live your own life I got myself Out of my sight Kill your idols It's ugly, you see I
Kill your fucking idols Just smash them on the wall Don't buy their senseless records Don't be their fuckin' toy. Why worship stupid rock stars? Put autographs
Kill your fucking idols Just smash them to the wall Don't buy their fucking records Don't be an EMI toy!!
Kill your idols Live your own life I got myself Out of my sight Kill your idols Kill your idols Kill your idols
standing in the mirror now Getting myself all dressed up Everything's okay At least that's what they say One foot in the gutter The other's in the grave Punch the clock I'm your
. From 3 hours to three thousand miles, lots of words. Lots of smiles, bullshit promises, broken dreams. Don't you see that you lied to me? CH: It's your
to trust. for few have got the will to turn away from lust. impatient geed and selfish wants. outweighing any loyalties. now i travel all alone because i dont want your
For your band to get big you'd spit on your friends try to duplicate what cant be comprehend I saw your show I wasn't impressed will you be remembered
If I could speak to you, I might feel better. So I just wrote this song, instead of a letter. Do you still think of me, Am I part of your day? Do You
with my head suppressed anger burning red It's better off. that I have something said Blank stares and blatant lies half truths and alabis pull the shades over my eyes Now I'm wise to your
Don't think I forgot Don't think I ever will I told you that I wouldn't doesn't that give you a thrill? You should be proud You've earned your bragging
off your ass and see what's around you its time to change think of what your missing its time to change get off your couch and shut off your tv so many
at all what you pictured, once again Ill be cast aside I was there, I saw what you did. Youre not grasping whats being said. You dont belong, dont want your
who but i have something to tell you there is someone controlling you be a boss or a teacher a god or a parent your answering to someone and your suffering
when i'm gone but i didnt think you'd totally move on. next time can you do as promised? or is that too much for you to be honest? i lived your life of
the halls, I've stared at walls, endlessly hoping for you to call. I'll never forget the look in your eye, how much it hurt to say good-bye. A blank expression across your
sweet more like a fuck in a back seat. CH: We are the rain and sleet, come to ruin your parade and we wont ever fall in line with all of your charades
fuck am I waiting for. You're not there for me, that's for sure. (Chorus) Do you know how much I care? How can you be so unaware? (2nd verse) It's your
