Gotta give up on this feeling It?s frustrating how easily you?re coerced Into fits of anger Daniel laughs he knows I?ve said a mouthful Even as we laugh
all oh no Hajji crouches down in the back of his cab A thousand Muslim surround him wanting his head He lays still in the seat just moments from death
Everyday something happens Without warning new distractions Keeping me from what I?m after Everyday the same thing happens I try hard to be a person
Fascista No More Time For your constraints Fascista Critical eyes are upon you You censure restrictions But limit those around you So what is the difference
Death to your ideals death to them You?ll denounce me but freedom came when I lost my idealism And you see that you don?t understand How far I fell
How long can we hold on Besides years what keeps us together We play our parts but whom do we care for We don?t touch we don?t even talk And we never
Simply put it?s a case of delusional People who feel they?ve finally found true love Which makes it hard More hard for them than anyone To be apart isn
There is nothing for me In this City What a waste of time Nothing works out at all Well the road it greets me Oh so warmly Though I?m here now You know
I walk through streets where I?m a stranger Seeking out a new direction Lost in crowds of endless people Who look the same Invisible to the masses A
Although, it?s a dream living on the road With wide eyes heading towards places unknown But sometimes, sometimes it?s so cold When the faces here lack
