here lies your scene resurrected for the good all that you are is sending back the truth can't keep the pace you're the second hand make it worth it be what you are no need to change
so phased for so long it's the scene let me fight the liar that means harm just the same old excuses now everyone makes
hide behind your screen have you got the shield to form keeps me aside and makes himself worthwhile you're pride of place in a made up band as you come to sow your bland seed your three facts fade
