Letra de Aim.Method
Throwing stones through open windows
Hit and hope that someone was watching
A rock and a hard place, this time I know
We'll be judged on the ones that make it

The page is full of empty threats
We've heard your aims
and seen your methods,
yet still we live in pointless hope
A glorious waste of time we don't have.
We have to play, but we can't win.