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DIE TO EXIST

I'm in the middle of nowhere, somewhere north of nothing
In this empty hotel room, I'm searching for something
Something I can hold onto, something I can believe
Sick of being overcome with this sense of apathy

It's freaking me out, I doubt I'll ever understand
Why things never go, never go according to the plan
I struggle and fight but this cycle won't end
I'm starting to think that this could be the end

Will I ever grow up? Will I ever change?
The story's so old, the ending's the same

I'm in the shadows of the shallow, slipping into the dark
To avoid all of these signals that are leading us too far
Going through the motions, nothing seems quite clear
It's getting harder to make sense of this nightmare

You're the disconnected, the misguided discontent
All the warning signs, victim of a failed movement
Slowly losing interest, deconstruct your fame
Live such a simple life, no one knows your name

Will I ever grow up? Will I ever change?
The story goes on, the ending's the same

(bridge)
And it's getting hard to deal with
the feelings of indifference
Will I ever make a difference
And it's getting hard to deal with
the feelings of indifference
Will I ever make a difference
Cause these words are fairly outdated
And all the blood it soaks these pages
When I wrote them down, they meant so much
Can't you see that I'm losing touch
Can't you see that we're losing touch
Why can't you see that we're losing touch
Why can't you see that we're losing touch?

(outro)
I'm in the middle of nowhere, somewhere south of something
In this empty hotel room, no one will see this coming
You know cause in every story, there's always a twist
You've got to be willing to die before you'll ever exist