LYRICS: Wipe off the cold sweat from your forehead Shake off the cold dead glares of flickering eyes You're such an easy target You place yourself in harms way, and with frail arms raised Did you think that this would make you brave? Just remember... we're not bullet-proof, but we'd still take a bullet for you, and we won't judge if you took cover from the monster, we would all hate to become We're taking control of your demons, before your loved ones bite the bullet It's all... It's all gone to hell The trenches tore you down You're torturing yourself Yeah, you torture yourself with self-pity and doubt With pity and doubt You torture yourself You torture yourself Yeah..you torture yourself Well, I know you're afraid, And this is what it means to be human Walls built like a fortress, and when you let your guard down, you pull the pin just like a hand grenade And all you know is the sweet sound of sabotage Just say the word and I'll end this quick Point blank x3 I'll help you find peace of mind tonight Ohhhh, but you have to let me in You keep us all at an arms length It's all... It's all gone to hell The trenches tore you down The trenches tore you down As you torture yourself with self-pity and doubt, You torture yourself I know your afraid We're afraid for you too Tremors in teeth, Vs. Jaws that hit the floor I can tell by your battle cries that, you're in shock , you're in shock On the verge of giving up, giving up and on the verge of giving uh-up, Stay conscious if you plan on making it through this nightmare Making it through this nightmare You're such an easy target, You're such an easy target, ugh And it's all gone straight to hell It's all... It's all gone to hell The trenches tore you down The trenches tore you down As you torture yourself and no drifter can save your soul No drifter can save your soul tonight You can play tug of war but you can't play it on your own And you can play tug of war woah-oh-oh x2 You've left such mess and destruction here You're never coming home, You're never coming home All is quiet on...on the western front X5 You're only searching for....for the easy way out Well I hope you find exactly what you're groping for A Soldier lives for danger for the easy way out Well I hope you find... find exactly what you're groping for

LYRICS: Slide face first into sand boxes This forecast, it calls for splendour Alarm clock rains on my parade Locked to this blue collar chain Curfews replaced with deadlines Colleagues stand in for my friends Grounded to evolving seniority like a band-aid that came off too quick Still bleeding x2 Stop staring out the window Start climbing the fence Stop warming up the bench Stop staring out the window Start climbing the fence So reserved but, too much character for one cubicle What are we waiting for? WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR? Underdog from swing to swing Hide and seek. but whom are we searching for But whom are we searching for Underdog from swing to swing Hide and seek. but why do we hide from ourselves Tag you're it...but can you catch me Are you running for your life, or running from it Wuh-oh-ae-oh-ohhh, Youth is a kite flying by Woe-ay-uh-uh-oh, Carried by the tempest through the storm Youth is a kite flying by Youth is not a fountain x2 Carried by the tempest Carried by the tempest through the storm Get over yourself x2 You're missing out Break out of your shell and play Building blocks The twist and turns x2 We're scraping our knees as we learn We will all fall, we crawl, we roll, We will all grow old x2 we will all grow The wear and the tear, the trick is the treat Break out of your shell Break out of your seat Get over yourself A wise mans heart stays young Are you running for your life, or running from it Wuh-oh-ae-oh-ohhh, Youth is a kite flying by Woe-ay-uh-uh-oh, Carried by the tempest through the storm Rolling in the mud Relax and recreate Youth is a kite flying by Youth is not a fountain Youth is not a kite Youth is a kite flying by Youth is not a fountain Discourse, It's not too late Discourse It's never too late Discourse

LYRICS: I've become death, the destroyer of worlds ...and it's not fair, it's not fair I'm a weapon of terror You should try not to stare Witness all the chaos that man can fashion A step up from surreal A step down from humane There's only so much I can take Don't push me around Let us wager on price of aggression Don't push me around, nooo I'm not proud but I'll show you the worst of me Don't push me around Marvel at the work of these hands Blue prints and schemes You followed my demands I felt the threat and I was under attack, without cover from the critical mass Now there's no chance to make amends Little, little boy levels the playing field The body count rises Debris paints the scenery Little, little boy took a city down with him The body count rises Flash, fire and black I'm a foolish little boy, With my questionable morals I've abused my power I'm so insecure and I'm exposed With more potential than I give myself credit for Under pressure my short fuse was made to blow Before I hit the ground Little, little boy levels the playing field The body count rises Debris paints the scenery Little, little boy took a city down with him The body count rises Flash, fire and black How can you expect man to control the atom... ...when man can't even control himself? So tell me whose the bully now We all crave power x3 We all want security Our vengeance made us all so blind The innocent were taken by surprise I've always kept it bottled up inside I've always kept it bottled deep inside I'm falling fast The sky is falling Ohhh the sky is falling I'm empty to the core The body count rises Flash, fire and black Debris paints the scenery I've become death, the destroyer of world I've abused my power I'm insecure and I'm exposed A step up from surreal A step down from humane And I am the power of the sun Little, little boy levels the playing field The body count rises Debris paints the scenery Little, little boy took a city down with him The body count rises Flash, fire and black It's not over till the fat lady sings And the fat man goes down in history Will we ever learn x2 It's not over till the fat lady sings It's not over till the fat lady sings... her song And ashes to ashes we all fall down