Из альбома: Straylight Run

You just can't relax
and you can't rely on anyone
for anything.
So you make your complaints on how everyone's let you down,
You just can't ever win.

Convinced there's a war on.
It's always everyone verses you.
Convinced that your critics are watching
and you've always got something...
You've always got something to prove.

So tie the noose and raise the cross
The martyr's arrived.
A desperate plea for sympathy
It's all you need.

A laundry list of problems doesn't make you interesting.
And never getting help doesn't make you brave.
Not listening to reason doesn't mean that you have faith.
You're just cutting off your nose to spite your face.
So tie the noose and raise the cross
The martyr's arrived.
A desperate plea for sympathy
It's all you need.

And you want it all...
You want it, you want it all...

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