A Moment Of Silence

moment of silence please for those who never get the chance

they show up to the party but they're never asked to dance

the losers the liars the bastards the thieves

the cynicists, the pessimists and those that don't believe in nothing

i never met a loser that i didn't see eye to eye with, i declare

i stare into your eyes

but you look right past me into the air

what's it like to stand in your shoes?

to have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?

i take the bottle and i tip it to all my heroes that have passed

alas, you have left us but your stories they will last

uninspired by the recruiting call

independent we stand

indepentend we fall

so tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?

before they call you bluff and watch you fall?

i don't know but i'd like to think i had control

at some point but i let it go and lost my soul

sit tight but the revolution's years away

i'm losing faith and i'm running low on things to say

so i guess i have no choice but to regurgitate

the tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite

oh! to have died that night i realized it wouldn't last!

our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass

the final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed

oh! to the west, you don't know what it is you're running from

and everybody's laughing loud

your last chance to make your mother and father proud

oh, oh, oh...

a moment of silence please for those who never get the chance

they show up to the party but they're never asked to dance

the losers the liars the bastards the thieves

the cynicists, the pessimists and those that don't believe in nothing

they said "a pox

upon your house

upon your family and everyone you knew

and everyone you'll ever meet"

i bet they think we wish we joined when we could

but we do what we want we don't do what we should

now everybody's laughing

because they're thinking they in on something i don't get

don't forget

i connect and i read every word you said

like a child who believes he was wronged

if you hate me so much then stop singing my songs

so tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?

before they call you bluff and watch you fall?

i don't know but i'd like to think i had control

at some point but i let it go and lost my soul

sit tight but the revolution's years away

i'm losing faith and i'm running low on things to say

so i guess i have no choice but to regurgitate

the tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite

oh! to have died that night i realized it wouldn't last!

our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass

the final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed

oh! to the west, you don't know what it is you're running from

and everybody's laughing loud

your last chance to make your mother and father proud

oh, oh, oh...