作曲 : Townsend
bleeding hearts will never stopwhat bleeding lips will start, 
I'll make your mothertake your friends, and take your hands,and ride the feeding cart...your little dreams are nothing nowyour dreams are nothing to me, 
I'll make anotherpiece from all the crap around and keep the best for me.
I seem never to get the message throughthat shit should mean something to you,
I tell you brother, it's easy to hold the imagingof the cod metal kingfalling, we're falling... back at beginningsdon't mean a thing when you come to the cod metal kingyou can't deny the power of the millions who are weak,they never bother to take a look,at what it takes, to get us through the sheep3 am
I drive alone
I drive where no one will follow me
I keep it lowinside my coat,
I keep it there for meand 
I can't believewe've passed the point,
I can't believe we're through, 
I take another,look aroundand track it downand disease was right in you