class hero 21st Century Breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I am losing What's left of my mind To the 21st century deadline
working class hero 21st Century Breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I am losing What's left of my mind To the 21st century deadline
: Hey Gloria Are you standing close to the edge? Lookout to the setting sun The brink of your vision Eternal youth is A landscape of the lie The cracks
: I got under the grip Between the modern hell I got the rejection letter in the mail and It was already ripped to shreds. Seasons in a ruin and This
: Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy Do you know the enemy? Do you know your enemy? Well, gotta know the enemy
: Raise your hands now to testify Your confession will be crucified You're a sacrificial suicide Like a dog that's been sodomized Stand up! - all the
: I text a postcard, sent to you Did it go through? Sending all my love to you. You are the moonlight of my life every night Giving all my love to you
: She puts her makeup on Like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies Right in her hand She is paranoid like
: Sing us a song of the century That's louder than bombs And eternity The era of static and contraband That's leading us to the promised land Tell us
: Well, I've got a fever A non-believer I'm in a state of grace For I am the Caesar I'm gonna seize the day Well, call of the banshee, hey hey Hey hey
: Little girl, little girl Why are you crying? Inside your restless soul, your heart is dying. Little one, little one Your soul is purging Of love and
: Desperate But not hopeless I feel so useless In the murder city Desperate But not helpless The clock strikes midnight In the murder city I'm wide
: Do you know what's worth fighting for? When it's not worth dying for? Does it take your breath away? And you feel yourself suffocating? Does the pain
: [I. Mass Hysteria] Sing us the song of the century That sings like American eulogy The dawn of my love and conspiracy Of forgotten hope and the class
: I'm not fucking around I think I'm coming out All the deceivers and cheaters I think we've got a bleeder right now Want you to slap me around Want
laughter Songs of yesterday Now live in the underground Life before the lobotomy Christian sang the eulogy Sign my love a lost memory From the end of the century
: I crossed the river Fell into the sea Where the non-believers Go beyond belief Then I scratched the surface In the mouth of hell Running out of service
: I. Her Man's Been Gone Her man's been gone For night on a year He was due home yesterday But he ain't here Her man's been gone For night on a year
