Stone in your hand, take a bow and understand that I am loose.
I was born to lose.
Cloned on demand, taken to the Motherland, reproduced.
I was drawn to drink, to abuse.
We are not the ones we thought we were.
Inescapable, lies.
Go be the man, take a bow and sit back down, you know your place.
Your chosen land, disgraced.
Black and Tan, make a vow and turn around, you're saving face.
Your broken hand displaced.
We are not the ones we think we are.
Inescapable, we drown.
Sanity, take a hand and I will lead you to the shore.
My troubadour.
Respire under fire beforehand and I will be there when you call.
Evermore.