The God Stitch-Embrace The End

Sign says one way east, I cut west They can＇t touch me Turn the corner look behind still the voice that screams inside And it seems to be that No matter how high we set our sights, all that we are is a far cry And out of our mouths come dying sighs Although we look so good in the moonlight Oh my God... the lives that people lead And what a world... sordid, cruel, and wretched world What a world we live in Raise your hands to the skies We＇re all just along for the ride Reader: tear out another page, let＇s leave this chapter open for interpretation We＇re all open books and we end up the same And what kind of bastard author would right us in this way? Exalt, exalt in every shortcoming Stand up, stand up... there＇s a big train coming Leave our baggage unattended at the station Push away from the platform and don＇t look back With no indulgent farewell, no Hollywood estranged lover goodbyes Rejoice, rejoice... and get the f**k out of town As far as I can get from here Distance is a friend of mine and I have somewhere else to be We＇re leaving naysayers by the wayside Now who＇s holding the reigns to this death machine parade? Slowly crawling down the tracks with the weight of the world on our backs Everyone wins in this race to the death