There's a land for misfit souls.
For those who lose control.
A place where you can hide,
When you know you're out of time.
When your world is turned to dust,
All your dreams are left to rust.
When your future pa**ed you by,
Was it just a waste of time.
When even hope is lost,
Only then can you count the cost.
Did you lose your chase for gold?
Was there nothing you could hold?
When your faith can't be sustained,
Will your love of life remain?
When all your deeds were done in vain.
All you've known is washed away.
All you've loved is cast aside,
Were you just along for the ride?
When all you have left is what might have been,
Join us... The Crestfallen.