It's the same - every year.
Once knew your faces - you disappeared.
For greener pastures - you run and hide.
Once stood for something - now towing lines.
No. Is there something left?
Another wasted memory, i wish i could forget.
I should have seen it coming, the future looked so bright.
But you packed up and changed, yeah you went over night.
The past is just the past and i should have left it behind.
Yet i cant come to terms, it seems i'm losing my mind.
So i say, what? What do we have left?
Once thought we stood for something, now you settle for less.
Oh i can't see why? why, you would choose to change.
You fight a lesser battle for the sake of saving face?
I know you think you're different but you're all the same
A dime a fucking dozen, all imagery and lies...lies...i'm sick of all your lies.
Glimpse of hope you run and hide.
Chose your battle for a safer life.
Everything that we once said.
Lies in rot it's fucking dead.
You wan't a united scene, i'll give you a united scene.
Pacifist fatality, shove your united scene.
Why should i call you a friend? You left me behind.
Once thought you stood for something.
You weren't no friend of mine.
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