(B. Cummings-K. Winter) One man army Have you shot somebody down?
you worried That your thoughts are not quite clear? Twitch, overlooked, unfit appearance But I remember falling But I remember marching Like a one man army
'm a one man army, baby, that's all I need I'm a one man army, baby, and I shoot bullets in the street A one man bullet, I'm shooting the army down I
Taste the back of my crystal fist Dog of the reservoir Causing friction
I Could Try All I Want But Still Not Break Free Crucified To The Masses In Accordance To Conformity Not The Pain Nor The Heartache Burn Me In The End
It's Been A Long Time Coming And It's Finally Come To This You Win Some You Loose Some It's Hit Or Miss With The Shadow Of Failure My Back Bears The
Last Night I Found The Answers At The Bottom Of My Drink Surrounded By All The On Goings Of The Hapless And The Meek And When I Can't Feel No More
Back When They Were Young They Lived In Another Time Where The Grided Streets Were As Far As Their World Stretched And With Every Passing Night Mommy
serving two to four behind bars And when he thinks back to the day There's a crooked smile played across his face As he says to himself out loud No one
They Said You'll Grow Up Someday Soon Enough The Days Gonna Come When You Put In Your Nine To Five Just Like The Next Man They Said Your Friends Will
They All Gave Him Six Months At Most He'd Be Right Back Right Back At Home But His Names In The Marquis Lights Tonight Hollywood The Kid With A One
I Feel Like I Could Die Here Killed By Boredom Holding The Pieces Pieces Of Our Lives Here Wasted Time Have Nots And Heartbreak I Know It Must Have
It's In The Air Tonight In The Feeling In The Sound It's Not Seeing Straight And Not Getting Down It's All Of Us Against Them Dear Friends Till The
the one's I'd like to meet and I could have 'em all if I wanted to If I give up on what once was true I got one love and no money to eat that's the truth
I First Met You Way Back When I Knew We Had Nothin' To Say But It Was Alright Tonight Where've You Gone Now? I Hear You're Living Up Town Runnin
Tonight Has Finished Me Off Again I Can't Keep Up With Them I Never Hear Anything Anyway But Your Last Words Spoken Ringing In My Head Say Good-
Ranks Up With The Strife Because You're In The Days Where Youth Wins The Fight Fuck What They're Telling You You Aint Like Them Could You Ever Be One
They Would Sing Or Is There More To Be Made For The Glory Or The Fame Or For The Friends That You Made Hanging Around For The Last Of It All A Dead Man
