Hey, what's the use, daily excuse. And what's it all mean to me. Pride pushed aside, thanks for the ride. More is in store, you'll see. . Hey, we're all trapped in a silent scream.
All I see are faces, a sea of faces. Surrounded by the memory of life before insanity. Hard to explain the hunger, if you don't feel it. What I really need is your breath raining on my skin.