Album:Year  Of  The  Spider
Title:The  Day  Seattle  Died
Turn  all  the  lights  down  low
Tryin'to  fade  your  apathy
Made  up  a  world  where  you  cant  even  be  you
Star  in  a  tragedy
Shattered  voice  on  an  open  chord
They  line  up  around  the  world  just  to  hear  you  scream
Blown  away  by  fame
we  could  all  feel  the  shotgun  hit  the  floor
nevermind  in  faith  if  you  cant  beleive
Drowning  in  misery
The  nightmare  began  when  you  closed  the  door
Sat  in  your  angry  chair  and  just  tried  to  be  you
The  needle  became  your  queen
The  drug  had  become  your  enemy
And  music  was  just  a  way  for  you  to  bleed
Blown  away  by  fame
we  could  all  feel  the  shotgun  hit  the  floor
nevermind  in  faith  if  you  cant  believe
blown  away  by  fame
we  could  all  feel  the  shotgun  hit  the  floor
and  nevermind  in  faith  if  you  cant  believe
and  he  wont  beleive
and  he  cant  believe
blown  away  by  fame
we  could  all  feel  the  shotgun  hit  the  floor
nevermind  in  faith  if  you  cant  believe
blown  away  by  fame
we  could  all  feel  the  shotgun  hit  the  floor
nevermind  in  faith  if  you  cant  believe
and  he  wont  believe
and  he  cant  believe
and  they  wont  believe
and  they  cant <-6>believe