Testo Myths & Photographs

2,3,4 There are still shards in the road, shackled wooden windows The hero in the cell, he doesn't look too well A cardio love-send, a face down in the dirt, makeshift, I don't I don't obey, I don't follow you or anyone else for that matter You don't understand, 'cause you are not a strong man, it doesn't mean a thing I don't need your help, I got this far all by myself and I've given everything Myths and photographs Myths and photographs Oh purple skies and red clouds, buttercups and fire The chalice from which you drink, it doesn't help you think I recon so, I know so, a taste, now 24, lost sleep, gone Ethereal, an astronauts mentality, self-righteous vitality You don't understand, 'cause you are not a strong man, it doesn't mean a thing I don't need your help, I got this far all by myself and I've given everything Myths and photographs Myths and photographs And now I know why I had so much doubt in myself You pick me up and dust me off and put me back on the shelf Your about as hopeful as a cyanide pill, it's always pretty scary when your not quite at the Top of the hill Take a cheap shot 'cause I don't give a shit, this band of brothers capsizes and rolls round With it Reclaiming the shadows that we cast, kick-start this beast real fast You don't understand, 'cause you are not a strong man, it doesn't mean I think I don't need your help, I got this far all by myself and I've given everything I've got nothing to say, y ou never knew me anyway, you are a treachery to yourself Listen closely to this, the point you will still miss, you'll think about how it affects you