If you could see the things that my eyes have seen You'd get a better understanding of the things that motivate me I've been to many places, I've seen so many scenes I've met so many faces, it all seems like a dream Wherever there is good, the bad always follows Those that live for today, and those that live for tomorrow The good times, the bad times, we've had our share You name the situation, and we've already been there Chorus: The good, the bad, and the ugly The tales, the actions and regrets The happiness, the pain and the anger And the faces I won't forget The good, the bad, and the ugly And the tangled webs we weave The fake, the true, the damned and the few Who have made us believe If you could only hear the things that I have heard From words of wisdom, to the strange and the absurd Tales of paranoia and a world of conspiracies Sick minds driven by greed and jealousy Worse part about it is when they voice themselves supreme Yet they're prostitutes of the media, a TV networks' dream I stand apart from this crowd, for I know my identity well I'm just a voice with ideals, there's nothing I'm trying to sell (Repeat Chorus) I remember the days when it all began Young and defiant, I made my stand My heart was on fire, my fists were stone All around the cities my presence was known My ideals and discipline kept me in line The words of my heroes sent chills down my spine Over a decade has pa**ed and yet they still fear I haven't disappeared, I am still here ...I'm still here! Times have seemed to change Yet so many things remain the same There is so many things that I have learned So many pages that I have turned Faces are always changing, trying to play the part Yet the only movement I feel Is the one inside my heart