i never did lose a battle

but i'm feeling further from the end of war

deplore

ignored

and rarely ever self assured

why does it seem the ones who have everything have nothing inside?

have nothing inside

i don't sleep anymore

i gave it up

because what we do is enough

and now they're calling out our bluffs

have you done a single thing for someone else?

or do you take take take until your belly is stuffed?

how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?

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

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 at last

oh! to the west, you don't know what it is you're running from

and everybody's laughing loud

your last chance to make your mother and father proud