Red City

Until the pages of this book are filled with emptiness I'm still suspended by a thread Expecting nothing less I feel my kindred little ways I know how my story ends Like me It's not your gift to choose I know you're going to lose Like me This futile circumstance You never had a chance, like me I'm here walking in a city that is red again I'm here living with the dead again Knowing why I'm here again Like me, oh, it's not your gift to choose I know you're going to lose Like me Oh, this futile circumstance You never had a chance, like me Like me, like me, like me I can stay here forever The hell is, I just can't remember I see myself with desperation This silent night of realization I fall, I fall Like me, oh, it's not your gift to choose I know you're going to lose Like me, oh, this futile circumstance You never had a chance, like me --- Red City - Stone Sour