(Two, three, four)



There are still shards in the road

Shackled wooden windows

The hero in the cell, he doesn't look too well

A cardio love-send face down in the dirt

Makeshift, I don't

I don't obey, I don't follow you

Or anyone else for that matter



You don't understand 'cause you are not a strong man

It doesn't mean a thing

I don't need your help

I got this far all by myself and I've given everything



Myths and photographs

Myths and photographs



Purple skies and red clouds, buttercups and fire

The chalice from which you drink

It doesn't help you to think

I reckon so, I know so, a taste

Now 24, lost sleep, gone

Ethereal, an astronaut's mentality

Self-righteous vitality



You don't understand 'cause you are not a strong man

It doesn't mean a thing

I don't need your help

I got this far all by myself and I've given everything



Myths and photographs

Myths and photographs



And now I know why I had so much doubt in myself

You pick me up, dust me off and put me back on the shelf

You're about as hopeful as a cyanide pill

It's always pretty scary when you're not quite at the top of the hill

Take a cheap shot 'cause I don't give a shit

This band of brothers capsizes and rolls round with it

Reclaiming the shadows that we cast

Kick start this beast real fast



You don't understand 'cause you are not a strong man

It doesn't mean a thing

I don't need your help

I got this far all by myself and I've given everything



I've got nothing to say, you never knew me anyway

You are treachery to yourself

Listen closely to this, the point you will still miss

You'll think about how it affects you