We  fight  these  fools,  and  it＇s  so  true.

That  kindness  kills.

More  than  a  fist  could  ever  do.

And  I＇d  be  scared  of  Love  I  never  wanted.

You＇d  be  surprised  at  what  really  sits  in  my  heart.

Passion  fuels  who  we  are.

This  is  why  we＇re  here  every  night.

Critical  minded  from  a  place  so  full  of  shame.

We  sleep  tonight  so  sound.

And  empty  promise  of  a  dream.

Among  the  streets  of  this  dead  town,

I＇m  waking  up.

Over  burdened,  shoved  aside.

Remember  peace  in  all  this  mess.

This  dead  town.

We  sleep  tonight  so  sound.

And  empty  promise  of  a  dream.

Among  the  streets  of  this  dead  town,

I＇m  waking  up