worth despising smoke is rising from the hood just where you're from
oh my vision don't you fail me there is something at my door
once they know you bring you horror there's no way to keep your soul
midnight hour bitter and sour shaking wires broken window
so cut the curtain show them what you're made of cut the curtain don't you fear a thing at all what's the point if they make desicions for ya cut the curtain this time they won't ignore ya
on the frontline there's no skyline nor a saviour this is war
burn the boundries to the ashes hold your breath and count to four
claim your right to stay alive now there's no way we hit the floor
no more playground no more crying to your momma you're on your own
so don't be a disposable wreckage you'll see how we toss and turn just to breath it's your life and how it turned out to be it's your waking hour