6/8

Verse 1: Mark
You live in a world I cannot believe
You create a world I don't want to see
And your forest's a stand of dead trees lost in the night
Did you ever think you'd live down the past
You just want to tie yourself to the mast
All your nightmares have come to at last
At least in your mind

Chorus: Mark
Learn to swim in rushing rivers
Breaking on the shore
Make your peace with broken streets
Your face turned towards the storm

[Matt]
This shitty guitar needs some personality
This shitty song needs some personality

Verse 2: Mark
Your hollow accusations no one ever hears
Your wounded senses of pride, a guilty souvenir
All your protests and vacant excuses ring insincere

Matt
This song needs some fucking personality

Mark
I just want to find a car to overturn
I just want to light a fire to watch it burn
Now we're past the point of no return and no one is here

Chorus: Mark
Learn to swim in rushing rivers
Breaking on the shore Make your peace with broken streets
Your face turned towards the storm

Matt
This song needs some fucking personality, Anybody?
Personality?
Give me some fucking personality!
What happened to personality?

Bridge: Matt
You are afraid
Uneducated on where this would lead
Going on for far too long We are sorry for the greed
Leave us in pieces and places War torn and wronged

Matt
In between whispers and screams
You permeate my soul
Lost between nightmares and dreams
You decimate this home

Chorus: Mark
Learn to swim in rushing rivers
Breaking on the shore
Make your peace with broken streets
Your face turned towards the storm

Matt
How do I Look?
Disappointing, how about I disappoint them more?
I am a disappointment!
How about I disappoint them more!