He knows no shame
And takes no blame
This simpleton
Sees everything
He's only satisfied
To point out other's mistakes
Never afraid
To use his pride
His tradition is old
His faith a hand-me-down the family
He wears them on his sleeve
Morale and values left under a christmastree
He once had the gift
This image in his grandparents eyes
No guns, no drugs, no rape, no end
This vacant soul is pale and blue
In empty gaze his crow's feet are a vision of defeat
Sick and tired of the meaninglessness
The irrationale he's desensitized his every need and emotion
A cup half empty
But full of euphoria he's searching for the light switch in the dark
To switch his routine
To find a reason
To find faight and piece of mind
When one to many beliefs die
It's tough to see through these black eyes
Everyone forgives
Everyone forgets
Everyone is true and no one here will lie to you
He knows the truth
He knows the truth
Here nothing's certain
Disregard what you've learned
To find faith and piece of mind
All of thier gods died with his peace
I should know him that heathen's me
Aew galeraaa Eu não sei se isso tá muito certo não mas parece
estar eu fiz mesmo num violão mas não parece estar mt fora