(Que). Ohhh, oh baby.. . (Mike). Said I'm glad that I'm here, that I'm here tonight.. . (Willie). So glad I'm here.. Won't you let me be your co-star?.
I know you used to care for me. I could tell by the look in your eyes. I thought you will be there for me. Until the day I die. . Suddenly I looked around.
And if you could make up. For every single time you lied. I'd probably whisper this. Hello, goodbye. . And so it begins again. Harder each and every time.
Let's go. . Your kingdom is of emptiness. Invisible empire of illusion. There's no majesty in your empty words. Your ideology, self delusion. . Revisionism is the future.
(Music: Steer). (Lyrics: Walker). Don't claim to be a prophet. Don't claim to read the stars. But I can see a future. Mapped out in scars. Look to the skies.
(Music: Steer, Regadas). (Lyrics: Walker). Don't want your number. Don't want your name. Don't want your colour.... Don't want your politics. Don't want your cause.
(Music: Steer). (Lyrics: Walker). Lost forever. A whole generation of pathetic lost souls. With no meaning no depth. They're already dead, before it gets old.
You should never take too literally what you read. Misinformation, distortion, make belief. Fabrications, half truths implied. Misquotations, out of context and lies.