Letra de The iconoclast

Can´t sleep - can´t sleep at all
Counting the scratches and holes in the wall
With our feet - stuck in the mud
Beating the cottons of a promised land
Feeling worse that you look
Knowing one bullet will take it away
Killing the days ´cause they´re all the same
Just waiting for something to change

Try to believe - you want to believe
in their superstitions
Try to believe - your want to believe
In a token of your affliction
You wake up - your head is on fire
You´re on the outside - they hate you for it
Poison to their piece of mind
They fear you ´cause you know what´s right
Can´t sleep - can´t sleep at all
Counting the scratches and holes in the wall
Poison to their piece of mind
Fearing us ´cause we know what´s wrong
Try to believe you
Try to believe but you can´t