Oct 07, 2008 01:00
Sometimes you can just feel it. You know its right, no matter what.
Stupid feelings over come your judgment, making you the stupid one.
You were the last good thing about this part of town
Dissolve all your pride in your misery.
Your words are important just the devil knows where.
The crowd is such a deceptive protection,
The crowd is moving in just one direction.
It's moving nowhere, the speed's minus zero.
It's our tomorrow's exceptional hero