RefusedsXe
06/13/04, 12:35 PM
Tonight the dancefloor is full...
All the fashion-aware faces grooving to the trendiest tunes.
How colorful, How luxiorious.
The truck stop is nearly empty, only the two overly proud males creating a scene. The punch flies right through the chin. And they can see the sparks in each other's eyes. The "lowlifes" wont give up the only thing they truly consider "theirs".
How dark, How consuming.
No one ever knew the sun was about to explode.
The mariachi band plays on,
with their hymns of folklore and regret.
Theres an overwhelming feeling of gloom hanging over the crowd.
With their frowning faces and materialistic attitudes.
As we lurk in the shadows, watching your every move.
Mocking what consumes you.
Its time for a change unless we catch on to one of your trends in time.
Break away and scream after me:
Your life is a lie.
You are a fake.
You never meant anything to me,
Just another statistic.
All the fashion-aware faces grooving to the trendiest tunes.
How colorful, How luxiorious.
The truck stop is nearly empty, only the two overly proud males creating a scene. The punch flies right through the chin. And they can see the sparks in each other's eyes. The "lowlifes" wont give up the only thing they truly consider "theirs".
How dark, How consuming.
No one ever knew the sun was about to explode.
The mariachi band plays on,
with their hymns of folklore and regret.
Theres an overwhelming feeling of gloom hanging over the crowd.
With their frowning faces and materialistic attitudes.
As we lurk in the shadows, watching your every move.
Mocking what consumes you.
Its time for a change unless we catch on to one of your trends in time.
Break away and scream after me:
Your life is a lie.
You are a fake.
You never meant anything to me,
Just another statistic.