Title Tracks - Winners Cry lyrics

Yes, I will forget your name If you persist in making all our differences the same Nobody wants to hear your greatest hit We must admit Take apart a bad excuse And hit them in the wits with all the kinds of sticks you use Your body shudders at the latest hits You suffered so for it, so Keep going Going to where winners cry You sure stayed out in the cold But all you've really proven is you are what you haven't sold No drums, no bugles to announce your war So, what's it for? Hold onto what you've perceived The farther that you go away, the further I'm relieved Don't swing away to find a face to hit Your tears are split between it Keep going Going to where winners cry Singing cinders in the aftermath Tell the time to stop the telegraph Under heaven with nothing to hold Cast a glance towards all the tents you'll fold Unrelated sequences Have led you down the path to start the day of wrath you choose We'll drop the low-budget distances So start again No more trips to the abyss But I'll always remember before you were an ember, too What number can you call to tell the truth? Defend your youth from yourself and Keep going Going to where winners cry