Styles: Documentary, Film Instrumental, Film Vocal, Movie Trailer, Rock & Roll, Sports / Extreme, Sports / Olympics, TV Instrumental, TV Vocal, Video Games
Who won the war of you and me? Sometimes it's hard to say. It seems the story's changing everyday. I guess it's nothing new to me to carry on the flame. Everything was lost as she walks away.
I guess there's no one out there. Impatient insecurities guided by no faith, tossed and turned and lost and tucked away. It never meant a thing to me, moving on this way. Everything was lost as she walks away.
Holding on to nothing when there's nothing but me. I feel something burning, something turning in me. I close my eyes. Is there anybody out there but me?
Don't build the coffin until it dies. I'm not a martyr anyway. Bound from the rings beneath your eyes. There's really nothing more to say.
Hey there little boy, what have you learned today?