Из альбома: Youth of America
Out of the shadows...blistering lights...
Through the hallways of a sleepless night...
Every time I turn around, it's there...
Take a piece of our lives, didn't think we'd care?
Take away...the chore...
Take all of that, and more...
And now we're crying...
It's no fair...
Through the shadows, blistering lights
As the dreams of your darkness died
Every time I turn around you're there...
Take a piece of our lives, didn't think that we would care...
Now it's, no it's no fair, no fair, no fair, no fair...
Take a piece
Of our lives!?
Didn't think that we would care?
Now it's, no it's no fair, no fair, no fair, no fair...