a moment of silence please for those who never get the chance
they show up to the party but they're never asked to dance
the losers the liars the bastards the thieves
the cynicists, the pessimists and those that don't believe in nothing i never met a loser that i didn't see eye to eye with, i declare
but you look right past me into the air
i stare into your eyes
what's it like to stand in your shoes?
to have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?
i take the bottle and i tip it to all my heroes that have passed
alas, you have left us but your stories they will last
uninspired by the recruiting call
independent we stand
indepentend we fall
so tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all? i don't know but i'd like to think i had control
before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
at some point but i let it go and lost my soul
sit tight but the revolution's years away
i'm losing faith and i'm running low on things to say
so i guess i have no choice but to regurgitate
the tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
oh! to have died that night i realized it wouldn't last!
our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
the final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
oh! to the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
and everybody's laughing loud
oh, oh, oh. your last chance to make your mother and father proud a moment of silence please for those who never get the chance
they show up to the party but they're never asked to dance
the losers the liars the bastards the thieves
the cynicists, the pessimists and those that don't believe in nothing upon your house
they said "a pox
and everyone you'll ever meet"
upon your family and everyone you knew
now everybody's laughing because they're thinking they in on something i don't get
but we do what we want we don't do what we should
i bet they think we wish we joined when we could
don't forget
i connect and i read every word you said
like a child who believes he was wronged
if you hate me so much then stop singing my songs so tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
sit tight but the revolution's years away
before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
i don't know but i'd like to think i had control
at some point but i let it go and lost my soul
i'm losing faith and i'm running low on things to say
so i guess i have no choice but to regurgitate
the tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
oh! to have died that night i realized it wouldn't last!
our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
oh! to the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
the final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
your last chance to make your mother and father proud
and everybody's laughing loud oh, oh, oh.
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