Texty:
Diecast

Good people suffer the most fate plays it's twisted game. Eternally lamenating I push right through the pain. You did not deserve the weight that you

BOUND THROUGH BONDS THAT CANNOT BREAK. Forged in the place forever, ties that we foster lasting. Protecting each of us, maintaining what sanity's left

It is my life, my life. I need to live my own life to be free, out on my own is a world that is strange to me. Let me go lose control my time is now why

Alone I sit through this torture, As I see this life passing me by. Years have withered and washed away all I thought I was once was. You have sapped

Loose cannons fire as they target shades of gray Bone is thicker than stone, nothing could ever break your skull Bone is thicker than stone, nothing could

Fire... Damage, who decides what is right Crowded by all that is lost, it's hard to find positives Taken by blunt ignorance I give you no forgiveness

(courage to be) i could only hope to posses strength a strength as great and pure as yours. while pitted face to face courage exudes while you ignore.

Respect is a virtue that you've lacked from day one And you seem to think that you are the world's axis Don't you throw rocks if you have a glass complexion

Stop pushing your faith, spreading disease, for it falls on calloused minds and empty stares Bow to your icon, made from the clay, tainted by the lies