manipulated

better take a side,

don't use your common sense, let emotions decide

I find it interesting how you use your "voice"

they don't need speakers on buildings

that's what we have television for

just behave and please don't think

in this small spectrum we're given a choice

think beyond that and you're an enemy

what would the pawn do if he knew this is a game?

you think he'd still want to play along?

and for god's sake I hope I'm wrong

here's hoping, here's hoping

nightmarish thoughts are all gone

they're taken with our dreams

made manifest all around us

maybe one day you'll sing along

here's hoping, here's hoping

force fed a story, you eat it up

ya watch so many shows, I think you're losing touch

who cares about plot holes as long the ending's the same

manipulated in choosing a side

argue amongst yourselves while demons hide

just take a step back and open your eyes

it might already be too late

in this small spectrum we're given a choice

think beyond that and you're an enemy

what would the pawn do if he knew this is a game?

you think he'd still want to play along?

for god's sake I hope I'm wrong

here's hoping, here's hoping

nightmarish thoughts are all gone

they're taken with our dreams

made manifest all around us

maybe one day you'll sing along

here's hoping, here's hoping

fantasy or reality?

am I the only one

that sees there's something wrong with this situation?

stuck in a dream where all we do is consume

in a state of constant want
with no sense of what we need

wait a second!

just hear me out!

I'm telling you this for your own good

please sit back, catch your breath

and take a look around

while we're distracted

we're taken advantage of

equality, rights for all,

just don't be poor or

it's all your fault,

saluting flags of imperialists

not fighting for rights

but the right to be rich

the truth is so diluted

it's hard to know what to believe

we make it easy

fantasy or reality?

it's all the same

to simple minds

numbed by their t.v.

wait a second!

just hear me out!

I'm telling you this for your own good

please sit back, catch your breath

and take a look around

while we're distracted

we're taken advantage of

hot mess

she's at the bar again cigarette lit in her hand

she's drinking herself into oblivion every god damn night

I guess some things are too hard to face sober

she's downing those milly lites

she's trying to erase the past from her mind

isn't it better, baby, to just face it

rather than trying to forget who you are?

baby I know its hard

there she is at the bar again singing the same songs
like she did all the nights before and it never gets old

she's roping some poor bastard in

she needs his attention

ointment for her bruised ego

the pain subsides but the mark still shows

isn't it better, baby, to just face it

rather than trying to forget who you are?

baby I know its hard

she sold her soul for a plastic life

now she drinks herself to death

trying to fill what's left inside

 

she's hiding behind lies on top of lies

she's running out of people who believe her stories

one crack in her armor and now she's been exposed

she's just an insecure girl lashing out at the world

chewed up but not spit out

she sold her soul for a plastic life

now she drinks herself to death

trying to fill what's left inside

goodbye, friend

hey you,

when did you lose control?

is it that important to you

that you abandon your ideals?

it took me all these years

and I finally feel

it's time to let go

goodbye, friend

it was fun while it lasted

I stuck around for as long as i can

I hope there's no hard feelings

but everything good comes to an end

so goodbye, friend

I can't say I don't have any regrets

and I sure as shit can't say

that I have always been the best

but I guess I'm not compatible

with version 6.0

I preferred the original

goodbye, friend

it was fun while it lasted

I stuck around for as long as i can

I hope there's no hard feelings

but everything good comes to an end

so goodbye, friend

too many phases
I can't keep up
too many changes
I've had enough
I followed you through thick and thin
I've swallowed my pride, I swear
for the very last time

so goodbye, friend

it was fun while it lasted

I stuck around for as long as i can

I hope there's no hard feelings

but everything good comes to an end

so goodbye, friend

it was fun while it lasted

I stuck around for as long as i can

I hope there's no hard feelings

but everything good comes to an end

so goodbye, friend

we shoulda taken that left turn at albuquerque

we wanted a good time

a little poison for our minds

now everything seems to be a lie

our world magnified

picking apart our own lives

self loathing is a son of a bitch

dropped our defenses now all is lost

succumbed to our invading thoughts

we did this to ourselves

and nobody can help

right next to each other yet were still miles apart

and its just so damn hard to face yourself

sometimes reflections aren't pretty

some doors should stay locked

a moment of clarity

we were doomed at take off

I think we took a wrong turn

this place doesn't look familiar

I don't think god can save us

no, god won't save us this time

look in our eyes and you could tell

we took a nose-dive into hell

I don't think god can save us

no god wont save us this time

don't worry this is fine

we do this sort of thing all the

time is moving so slow and

I feel like I am losing my mind

we can watch reality melt away

and let our nightmares take its place

where we will be the witch

and light the fire to our own stake

I think we took a wrong turn

this place doesn't look familiar

I don't think god can save us

no, god won't save us this time

look in our eyes and you could tell

we took a nose-dive into hell

I don't think god can save us

no, god won't save us this time

the hardest stuff on earth

I have that feeling in my gut

you must have reared your ugly head

there's no place for you here so move along

and hide back in the bomb shed

you built for yourself where

no one can tell you you're wrong

'cause you're never wrong

you've isolated yourself from burning every bridge you've crossed

and its so easy to look down on us when we have to swim across
 to see who you really are

I liked the view better from afar

are you tired of playing the victim?

how long can this go on?

your story is full of inconsistencies

and is falling apart at the seams

I'm finding flaws in the fiction you read

this self righteous path is only making you worse

and if no one has told you, let me be the first

this self righteous path is only making you worse

and if no one has told you, let me be the first

your heart's made from

the hardest stuff on earth