(G. Anselmo, 2007 ChargeUp'd Inc.)
Your the first of every timebombed clock
spinning through your rages
like the stages of hell
The only news is abuse that you lose
when your hooked at the mouth
like a shark tears through this
And it's filled with our emotion
ow to turn itself around to the ways it was
i don't need to affect all else
ot sympathetic pride
'cause today is different, cannot change
the surface of the eye
You just look at me the same..
I still feel like it's never the same, yet still
you get sick of this
othing you could do could change the past
and the eye of attention
is the only way right through
something other than you've known