Bands

Intro: All these eyes keep pointing at me drawing targets on my back every evening they see through me that's why i'm on the attack from a club in johnson city to a hotel in cologne see our pale and sunken faces we're calling anywhere our home and i hope that you find all the peace that i could not find cos i just can't get it off of my mind we're a complicated stereotype put a mortgage on our futures put a stopper in our youth we would worry about it later we were writing our own truce and i guess that is why in all the pictures that i find we had that little gleam in our eyes one i haven't seen in such a long time but i guess that's how the story goes just like a hundred times before but it makes me sick that this is the end of those memories in a bargain bin and what a sad summarisation for a way to spend your youth just some cocky drunk teenager mothers thank you for the dues and i hope that you find all the peace that i could not find cos i just can't get it off of my mind we're a complicated stereotype when we had that little gleam in our eyes one i haven't seen in such a long time