Distrakted, The - Heroes And Idols lyrics

rate me

He dances over there

On his own without a Thought

Without a Care

The music's moving his Muscles

Drink's moving his lips

Picks himself up when he slips

Is he having fun?

Or simply on a Trip

That Guy isn't my Hero

But he doesn't know his Head is Bleeding

As it drips onto the floor

His bodies here but his mind sure isn't

His body's beaking down

To the music blaring out

From this part of town

Bring me Down

Too many voice in my head

Stop me from doing the things I dread

There's too much Garage and alot less Punk

So I'll stick around

Dance to these sounds

So what if you stare

Do you think I care?

That Guy isn't my Hero!