Something is calling
Something is calling
Someone is crying
Someone is crying my name...

She sits on the corner of her bed
And she promised not to cry
But you can see her eyes are red
And you can feel it when she sighs
There's too much nothing in this life
So take this argument outside

She remembers the autumn and spring
The seasons all pass like clouds
And she doesn't feel a thing
The pounding in her head's too loud
There's too much anger in her soul
So do your best to make her whole

GUITAR SOLO

All this brutal inconsistency
We seem to die like mice
Are we living in some distant colony
All I feel on my skin is ice
There's too much violence deep inside
So make your move and find some pride

LONG OUTRO