Marching alone like a good soldier does I?m setting sail with anchors holding me down Pack up my bags, stow them away Bidding farewell to all that is
Marching along Like a good soldier does I?m setting sail With anchors Holding me down Pack up my bags. Stow them away I?m bidding farwell To all that
: Come on!!! Grab the bull by the horns the old adage goes. Nobody tells you where to go from here. Seems like fates pulling you. Decisions have to be
: Go... A rush of blood To my head Leaves me winded and wanting To feel the weakness in my body Beaten and crushed like my soul I walked the streets
: Resolute a stance of defiance Always teetering on the brink Nothing can hold you back when When you're not holding back a thing Open arms (we) embrace
: Standing on the edge Battle in my head I?m dying to know I?m dying to know If I take this leap To fail or succeed I?m dying to know I?m dying to know
: Bang! Explosions in my head that just won?t quit A train has crashed into the wall around my heart and left the old me dead Obliterated Stop! My breathing
: Chariots clashed in the dead of night Subversiveness clouds the clearest of minds Blink of an eye We're collateralized Raised up in arms never knowing
: All walled up I can taste the winter I would shut up if I thought that it mattered That's what it feels like When you're stitched into the skin I feel
: [Bonus Track] [Descendents cover] Clean sheets mean a lot, To a guy who sleeps on the floor, I whited your love, An a Shelf in your dresser draw,
: Marching along Like a good soldier does I?m setting sail With anchors Holding me down Pack up my bags. Stow them away I?m bidding farwell To all that
s killing me And it?s poisoning the best in me What I see I don?t want to believe So let me tell you more About the lies I lead This is how I?ve chosen
: So fucking Blow those words out the back of your head I've heard it all and I?m done with that shit You tell me lies and You give what you get So blow
: [Faith No More Cover] Can you feel it, see it, hear it today? If you can't, then it doesn't matter anyway You will never understand it cuz it happens
: You 're always looking back running from the past You 're always sweating me about the next big heart attack You 're looking over your shoulder Staring
Go... A rush of blood To my head Leaves me winded and wanting To feel the weakness in my body Beaten and crushed like my soul I walked the streets flirting
You 're always looking back running from the past You 're always sweating me about the next big heart attack You 're looking over your shoulder Staring
Resolute a stance of defiance Always teetering on the brink Nothing can hold you back when When you're not holding back a thing Open arms (we) embrace
