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I swear to God we've been down this road before

The guilt's no good, and it only shames us more

And the truths that we all try to hide, are so much clearer when its not our lives

When we don't face the blame



Won't you believe in this lie with us all?

GET ON YOUR KNEES. HAVE FAITH

But now my body's on the floor and I am calling, I'm calling out to you...can you hear me now??



It's not rebellion when you're selling out to an out of fashion salesman

Our promising lives, are full of empty promises

Temptation's falling and calling you home again

I'm sorry, if we've let you down



Won't you believe in this lie with us all?

GET ON YOUR KNEES. HAVE FAITH

But now my body's on the floor and I am calling, I'm calling out to you…can you hear me now??

Now my body's on the floor and I am crawling, I'm crawling out to you…can you hear me now???



What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong



Now my body's on the floor and I am calling, I'm calling out to you… CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW

Yeah, I get it,

You're an outcast.

Always under attack.

Always coming in last,

Bringing up the past.

No one owes you anything.

I think you need a shotgun blast,

A kick in the ass,

So paranoid. . .

Watch your back!!



Oh my, here we go...



Another lose cannon gone bi-polar

Slipped down, couldn't get much lower.

Quicksand's got no sense of humor.

I'm still laughing like hell.

You think that by crying to me

Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,

You've been infected by a social disease.

Well, then take your medicine.



[Chorus:]

I created the Sound of Madness.

Wrote the book on pain.

Somehow I'm still here,

To explain,

That the darkest hour never comes in the night.

You can sleep with a gun.

When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself?



I'm so sick of this tombstone mentality,

If there's an afterlife,

Then it'll set you free.

But I'm not gonna part the seas

You're a self-fulfilling prophecy.

You think that crying to me,

Looking so sorry that I'm gonna believe,

You've been infected by a social disease.

Well, then take your medicine.



[Chorus]



I created the Sound of Madness.

Wrote the book on pain.

Somehow I'm still here,

To explain,

That the darkest hour never comes in the night.

You can sleep with a gun.

When you gonna wake up...

When you gonna wake up and fight...



[Chorus]



When you gonna wake up and fight... for yourself? [x3]