the world or nothing

the street lights hurt my eyes

more than usual tonight. no sense of direction

my vision's blurred

i think i'll lay down for a while. but i don't have a bed of my own

just a space on someone else's. no i don't have a bed of my own

just a space on someone else's

or at least for now. i swallow up the hungry streets

the thirsty back alleys

the more i try to find my faith the more the city mocks me. and the fags that filled my lungs

the alcohol burns into my skin

and i feel so tired and scared about everything. and i clip my wings just for an excuse

for not putting myself to better use. we all care too much over not caring enough

because we're all too scared to leave behind our youth. we're a self-destructive generation

those obituaries will be

due to excessive boredom

the body gave in

to liver failure and heart disease it seems. and i clip my wings just for an excuse

for not putting myself to better use. we all care too much over not caring enough

because we're all too scared to leave behind our youth. to tell you the truth i'm just scared

but at least i'm not alone. at least i'm not alone. and we'll sing 'til we can't speak

and we'll sing 'til we believe. and we'll sing 'til we can't speak

and we'll sing 'til we believe. i will sing 'til we can't speak

we'll all sing until we believe