Tekstovi: Hell Is For Heroes. The Neon Handshake. Disconnector.

I've been looking for the questions
to the answers i've been fed
a banquet of lies
digested with a smile
i'm a captive in a hole
i'm gracious in defeat
take back the mic
turn off the light i stole

you're the captain of your soul
the master of your fate
i dreamt of being like you
so pure, so clean, so whole.
i just ned one more chance
to rinse my eyes
and wash away my blindness
wash away my sadness
wash away my dependence
wash away my fear

so i can five myself protection
when you put me down
so i can deal with disconnection
when i hit the ground
get resistance to the infection
that you spread around

so i can declare my independence

it's been so long so high
this wall i've climbed
so green so blue
so real, surreal
i'm home, i'm dry, i'm free
i've washed my hands of the future