wreckage, rusted from the rain There's nothing left to salvage, no-one left to blame Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same I'm rusted from
wreckage, rusted from the rain There's nothing left to salvage, no one left to blame Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same I'm rusted from
A Rusted silhouette embracing burning filament A Verbal avalanche is serving up your innocence I said where'd you lose your mind A brush with synergy,
rear Cause I'd say the daylight Its time to go home Every day Voice in my ear Telling me 'Get out of here' I think that you know Its not so bad Sitting in rust
We were kids who barely knew how to exist. We never knew we?d have to choose between The lives they chose for us and - Our dreams couldn?t sit upon a
I?m trying hard to walk the line between past mistakes and better days. And I?ll keep screaming about everything. I mean look at me. Look at us. Everything
I said this winter was my last, And Summer came and passed. The years keep flying by so fast. If something doesn?t change I?m gonna go insane. There goes
Just when I thought I had it figured out again: The way things are, how things happen. I make my way back to the bottom To see how small I really am.
This is me. This is what I need. The road beneath my feet, a new city to see. This is why I breathe. All the lonesome night drives under these highway
You know I?ve seen it for myself this time, and why would you waste your breath? Your hollow words won?t waste my time. You know I?ve never been too good
Not a single day goes by? When will you stop crossing my path, let alone my mind? It doesn?t matter what you?re saying. 'Cause I?m not listening. I could
A lonely walk back home tonight. I think I?ll stay up late enough to see the light. The sunrise reminds me of how little time, how little time I have
We?ve got a long way to go. Don?t look down, this is an uphill battle. We?ve come so far from home. Ten miles behind us, with ten thousand more to go.
Aimless drives through countless summer nights. There?s nothing left to do. I?ll never get bored with you. It?s so cold out tonight, but I don?t mind.
Starving for attention, you get dolled up and fucked up on whatever you can find. Trading yourself for phony friendships, ?united by music? but it?s just
Stop living in the past. Your glory days are far from gone. It?s crucial you should realize that we are more than this endless ocean of walking corpses
, lifted from my shoulders. I can feel it all fading away, lifted from my shoulders. So here's to the past before it's all grey. THIS RUSTED SHIP SETS
My knees buckle under me. The ground below is unforgiving, cold and ruthless. There's nothing I can do to keep from falling down. I might as well learn
