Ooh, yeah
Folded pages folded corners in the middle of an
Empty magazine
Faces of my fallen brothers, please
Fire on me, fire on me
Right into the slit
Pull it out and try try again
These haunting faces fill the pages of an
Empty magazine
Bent right around
Page twenty-three
Walk down this road
Here's a story for the cold
Tear a page out from my head
Tell my story before I'm dead
Tell the truth in every goddamn line
This is my war, this is my fight
Storm's coming and there's no shade
Nowhere to run and nowhere safe
Beats me down every goddamn time
This is my war, win this fight
Killing time reading lines filling pages of a
Empty magazine
Took my shot at the stars, dream
Fire on me, fire on me
Power in hand
Take aim and try try again
All the faces take their places in my
Empty magazine
Break through the mold
Set me free
Walk down this road
A story for the bold
Tear a page out from my head
Tell my story before I'm dead
Tell the truth in every goddamn line
This is my war, this is my fight
Storm's coming and there's no shade
Nowhere to run and nowhere safe
Beats me down every goddamn time
This is my war, win this fight
Ooh, yeah
Unfold the pages I have written I am finally
Ending tragedy
Look inside a reminder I'm alive now I won't leave
Won't take me
End of the road
Here's my story told
Tear a page out from my head
Tell my story before I'm dead
Tell the truth in every goddamn line
This is my war, this is my fight
Storm's coming and there's no shade
Nowhere to run and nowhere safe
Beats me down every goddamn time
This is my war, win this fight