Day Of The Dead One More Cross To Bear
re-define, transform, burn the books
forget all the names, forget those shiny eyes
because tonight I'm feeling empty, tonight I'm feeling
wasted
and tonight I'll be asking for a whole lot more
have we been sedated by conformity?
did someone cut all our tongues out?
is acceptance your favourite soundtrack?
silence isn't golden anymore
with so many forced smiles around my neck
f..ck what's established and f..ck damage control
this time I want to bleed, this time I want to move
this time we're dropping all our defenses, all our guards
tonight we want a whole lot more
more than empty slogans, more than empty words
this time I want to bleed, to live, to breathe
this time I want to live, to breathe with no restrictions
tonight I want to move
