sun Heaven knows what you are Tonight the Zeroes are singing for you Yes they were Tonight the Zeroes were singing for you Tonight the Zeroes were singing
fascist prance Down in the zero Now we perish as we bury Down in the zero Beyond the point of breaking Down on level zero Vexed - the reasons Unheard
say And I don?t care what you do Getting loose, it?s all up to you Then I hear you?re messing with things you don?t know Getting strung out solo down
: Their arms, they reach, They branch like they're trying to catch me, They stand so tirelessly, Outgrown, the sides of roads, Are mixed in gold, The
hurt myself searching for a point of view i want to be a man on my own but i am left back and let down i lose control of my life i?m falling down an down
sun Heaven knows what you are Tonight the zeroes are singing for you Yes, they were Tonight the zeroes were singing for you You Tonight the zeroes were
the top We hit rock Chorus Back down to zero Just how low can we go? I aint gonna stick around For you to bring me down Gotta let it go If it ain'
down And I'm watching you fall down And I'm watching you fall [Chorus] And I'm watching you fall down Watching you fall down Watching you fall down
am. But I've cut my baggage loose I shed my skin I'm a better man. No one left to pull me under no one left to drag me down. Standing on my own two feet
my legs but I'd still run I can't deny what I have become. I killed the pain of life mundane now everything slowly circles down the drain. Can't break
the hand that you're dealt. Because money is what divides more than color or creed. The middle class the poor and rich minority and while they tear down
My father told me "Son, it's OK to have ideals, but beliefs against your government well that won't pay your bills. You can raise your fists and publicly
Did it ever feel just right to you have you ever wondered who we are. Pleasures in life are far and few do you ever yearn for something more. This life
Pass the time distract me from myself cause I'm so miserable. Misery loves company your company keeps me miserable. You're co-dependent you enable me
A coffin for a coffee table pills to keep him stable won't believe G.G.'s dead. A pure bred antisocial on the verge of going postal always hanging on
I have no interest in self-preservation, emptiness is like an old friend. I have no motive or any inclination, of doing anything for any one again. I'
Another day, another dollar, another bill collecting caller. Disillusioned, let down, all my heroes are junkies now. I've been down this road, in
The clock is ticking on the wall the world is spinning while the billions work to justify their lives. They search for meaning in their useless sense
