| Lyrics: | moving mouths that say nothing
open eyes blinking blindly
identity crisis fighting for a
last glance
stuck in traffic without a last chance
what will you do if you're not
part
of the action?
what will they think if you're not part
of the
attraction?
another junkie for the crowd
unfufilling the unfufilled
spotlight's on you,
life of the party, drowning
in your crowded tragedy
you don't wanna, but it has to
be
last night you weren't hangin out
well you must be...you must be... |
