Brink

when you stand on the brink do you look back
at what you are or what you will be. just to
be another martyr would you stand for that,
I'd make you believe to fear it all just to
stand in defiance with nothing more then
what you have in your hand.
could anything be so twisted would you
care...
i wouldn't be nothing more. silence is what
got me here, my loud mouth makes me fight

YOU

There isn't a you...
There is no sacrafice...
There is no warm body holding me...
All the possiblities aren't there...
And in fantasy you are the only one...
To fill up this life with love...
Isn't from you from you...
Because this song is able about fighting alone...
And that's the way I've always understood it...
You can't forgive me for be cruel...
Because you are not real...
This is the sacrafice that there is...

when the pulse screams

i give up on you...
and i give up on every one...
there won't be a moment that says otherwise...
for all the faith that i have given...
it only seems the punchline to my life...
and in all the time that you've stolen...
i can't even pretend to say yes, yes...
to hearing you name...

Words after words

Sometimes when I close my eyes...
I wish the wnter wasn't so cold...
If summer wouldn't burn as much...
Life seems colder because of...

i have to yell it

times are always rough...
can you blame your fists...
for always hurting when your the one...
the one who's always trying to break something...
things aren't always so easy...
your lot maybe slighted but to be weak to give up...
and to blame your fists for being hungry...
what kind of man could you be...
if your too weak to look around...
you could be the only reason you wake up...
stand up to yourself a man...

Fuel

How much longer...
I don't have much more of the spark...
I'm lossing faith in everyone...
You have to wait to fall in...
Its not to be saved...
But to be thrilled by it...
What is it coming to...

Everyone's crisis

Everyone's crisis, pulling everyone out...
My boat takes on too much water...
Evrything always rocks around me...
I'm everyone's rock...
The rock that their feet stand...
If they knew or if they cared...
I could cut that all away...
Is it a crisis of conscience...
To want to breath without a weight...
I just want silence to sleep...
When I feel doubt...