i never did lose a battle
  but i'm feeling further from the end of war
  deplore
  ignored
  and rarely ever self assured
  why does it seem like the ones who have everything have nothing inside?
  they have nothing inside
    i don't sleep anymore
  i gave it up
  because what we do is enough
  and now they're calling out our bluffs
  have you done a single thing for someone else?
  or do you take take take until your belly is stuffed?
    how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
  before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
  i don't know but i'd like to think i had control
  at some point but i let it go and lost my soul
  sit tight but the revolution's years away
  i'm losing faith and i'm running low on things to say
  so i guess i have no choice but to regurgitate
  the tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
  oh! to have died that night i realized it wouldn't last!
  our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
  the final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
  oh! to the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
  and everybody's laughing loud
  your last chance to make your mother and father proud