red city

Stone Sour

Until the pages of this book are filled with emptiness
I?m still suspended by a thread, expecting nothing less
I feel my kindred little ways? I know how my story ends

Like me? it?s not your gift to choose- I know you?re going to lose
Like me? this futile circumstance- you never had a chance
Like me?

I?m here, walking in a city that is red again
I?m here, living with the dead again
Knowing why I?m here again

Like me? it?s not your gift to choose- I know you?re going to lose
Like me? this futile circumstance- you never had a chance
Like me? like me? like me? like me

I CAN?T STAY HERE FOREVER
THE HELL IS, I JUST CAN?T REMEMBER
I SEE MYSELF IN DESPERATION
THE CYANIDE OF REALIZATION
I FALL?
I FALL?

Like me? it?s not your gift to choose- I know you?re going to lose
Like me? this futile circumstance- you never had a chance
Like me?