As you can see, you can't come back You hurt me and my friends and made us cry We trusted you all the time, we always thought you were a friend Look
It was a solid white sheet stained with blood It can still hear the helpless outcries of fear Cages and empty cages celebrating the mourning of it's
Singing Times of Change I and I wonder, is it worth? Has it ever been? When the mics are out and you're safe back home Nothing's changed, but do you
It's too easy for you to criticize me It's too hard for you to see that I'm right too For yourself you want to be the scene leader But our scene doesn
So many times, when I felt down I used to have your hand to help me wake up And I do remember when you were there And now I'm here to hold you hand I
Stop and think it so easy to close your eyes and go, but I?d like to see you here, facing the facts. It?s so easy to hide what you?re feeling inside,