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Sound off now If this is your life you live When will you feel free with ease When will you find the time to see What will we believe in ten years How will we cope with the stress of life Will we fall into the infinite grid Or will we level the horizon I came as a statistic, nine numbers to memorize A product of adolescent ideals, two runaways pissing away their lives The world slept on my shoulders, and I entombed myself in it's streets I found shelter in the madness, paraded pass the chaos to find control Chain me to my conscious, throw me over the nearest bridge Lead by the ghost of my past, this path I walk is my own This beat is the only high I need Faith is hard when you lift your hands to empty skies You put your soul in material things, this stage is where I put mine Chain me to my conscious, throw me over the nearest bridge Two decades behind this name, I made myself, I found the strength Two decades behind this name, I joined the club, I passed the test I'm not a victim, I'm on a mission, These two feet are all I need I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for something besides my own self-elations I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for something besides my ego I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for something besides my own insecurities I breathe, I dream, and I sing and scream for someone besides myself From Letras Mania