Bane - Some Came Running lyrics

rate me

out on the road little boys let their beards grow

oh so busy talking about the things that we don抰 know

all done worrying about the things we used to be

(i抦 too busy finding out what i抦 gonna be)

and finding weapons of mass destruction

to combat this boredom that claws at my eyes, my ears

no longer can i worry about whether these words

have touched you or failed you?fuck, you抮e too busy bitching about

clothes that do not fit

"so play the violins"

i抣l keep getting in the van

worry about money for the rest of my life

just so that you can have this to talk about

our time is to spend time with you

and if you don抰 want it well that抯 fine too

walk right out that door

this room was growing cold with you

this room that is my home

and i cannot

and i must not

and i will not

let clean shaven boys that all look the same

toss hand grenades into this my faith