Just the sound of whats become Of the man whos on the run Wheres the time, whats the rush Keep yourself, save your breath Shut your mouth or just play dead This pride is yours and yours alone Youre way too late for my devastation Youre all to blame for my desperation Curse the one who loves himself The only one who ever cared We demonize the real unkown Ask myself should I believe Or stay caught up in your deceit The choice to make is ours no more No more no more no more no more Youre way too late for my devastation Youre all to blame for my desperation The sick, the coarse, the frail, the weak The ones who k** you while you sleep Stricken down, the ones you found The hand that lifts you straight for men (Theyre all the same to me) (Theyre all the same to me) Theyre all the same Were all the same Were all the same Youre way too late for my devastation Youre all to blame for my desperation Youre way too late for my devastation Youre all right here for my last parade