Silent
Spring
This big blue man of steal recklessly holds your fate.
Speaks to you as if a child, he's broken the back of this once free land...
Liar
Just a lunatic...
Liar...
And I feel his weight on my head,
Hard and course, he wishes I were dead.
I can't decide, feelings aside...
I can't deny, push and pull or a passion's play
Living your life like a moth to the flame...
Living your life like a moth to the flame...
He causes this but says that I am to blame.
Society's child, I'm a lunatic's son...
...Lunatic sun.
Liar
I'm a lunatic...
Liar...
Sheep's silver badge on his chest.
Holds his forked tongue, forces out your best.