March 11, 2002 letra

Sit and make yourself at home
We're so glad you joined us
Make yourself at home sit down
And make yourself at home

Here's an armchair witness the new age
Have you get found a perfect outlet for your rage
It held much promise but now it's a flavor free
It's fast as darkness it'll satisfy your needs

Anonymously Just like boys with toys it's Christmas day
When you run off at the mouth you wish the world away

I'm as filthy as anyone
A cutting word, a passing glance indirectly
Can leave the deepest scar
Tell me how did we let it get this far

I wake from ash I disrespect my peers
Respect and integrity have no place here
I pretend it matters when all along
I know the truth Bridges burned
And another generation fooled

The burden that we carry home
Mother's milk has curdled
Are you in or are you out of the loop
It's a brave new world

Before you tell me what you heard and sum it up in one word
Before I roll my eyes at your lives
Before we pretend this matters at all
Maybe just maybe we should shut the fuck up

I thought we'd be the ones to break the rules
But all I see are bridges burned and another generation fooled

In Dying Days - Letras

• Grumpy Old Men
• Guns Don't Kill People, I Do
• July 2nd, 2002
• June 09th, 2002
• March 11, 2002
• Never Tear Apart
• October 10th, 2001
• October 17th, 2002
• Old Paintings
• Once Were Warriors
• Rhyme Of The Modern Street Fighter
• The Day I Played The Dating Game
• The Long Fall
• To You Know Who You Are