worth despising
smoke is rising
from the hood
just where you're from
oh my vision
don't you fail me
there is something
at my door
once they know you
bring you horror
there's no way
to keep your soul
midnight hour
bitter and sour
shaking wires
broken window
so cut the curtain
show them what you're made of
cut the curtain
don't you fear a thing at all
what's the point if
they make desicions for ya
cut the curtain
this time they won't ignore ya
on the frontline
there's no skyline
nor a saviour
this is war
burn the boundries
to the ashes
hold your breath
and count to four
claim your right
to stay alive now
there's no way
we hit the floor
no more playground
no more crying
to your momma
you're on your own
so don't be
a disposable wreckage
you'll see
how we toss and turn
just to breath
it's your life and how it turned out to
be
it's your waking hour