He's a stranger to some and a vision to none He can never get enough, get enough of the one For a fortune, he'd quit but it's hard to admit How it ends and begins on his face is a map of the world A map of the world, on his face is a map of the world A map of the world
From yesterday, it's coming From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't wanna read the message here
On a mountain he sits, not of gold, but of sin Through the blood, he can learn see the life that it turn From council of one he'll decide when he's done With the innocent on his face is a map of the world A map of the world, on his face is a map of the world A map of the world
From yesterday, it's coming From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't wanna read the message He doesn't wanna read the message He doesn't wanna read the message here
On his face is a map of the world
From yesterday, it's coming From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't wanna read the message here
From yesterday, from yesterday From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, from yesterday But he doesn't wanna read the message He doesn't wanna read the message He doesn't wanna read the message here
