Album Name : The Approaching Storm
Release Date : 2011-01-01
Song Duration : 4:43
A Whisper Rising Disillusioned Disassembled
I watch as my heroes fade from present to past tense
This world is in my hands and I am scared to death
I’m locked N loaded, I’ve got nowhere else to go
The careless aim of this aimless shotgun falls back
To rest defiantly on myself again, oh well…
If you could see inside my head, you would see nothing
Know me I’m the bastard son
The one without a face that slips below the surface
Disillusioned, disassembled
Still running in one place
How can I do this to myself again?
Running in circles, my god it won’t end
I can’t go on like this
I won’t make it
Pass me another bottle, give me another high
I need the touch of another girl
Man I’ll do anything just to feel alive
Just to feel alive
Know me I’m the bastard son
The one without a face that slips below the surface
Disillusioned, disassembled
Still running in one place
Know me I’m the bastard son
The one without a face that slips below the surface
Disillusioned, disassembled
Still running in one place
How can I do this to myself again?
Running in circles, my God it won’t end
All the colors have faded grey,
Will I survive the day?
Know me I’m the bastard son
The one without a face that slips below the surface
Disillusioned, disassembled
Still running in one place
Know me I’m the bastard son
The one without a face that slips below the surface
Disillusioned, disassembled
Still running in one place