1. What's in a Name
So that's the price we pay, for living day to day.
A second generation bastard son.
Struggle through this life, for all of Father's sin,
And so begins the road to dysfunction.


Walking out, run away, leaving me with just a name.
I curse the day I cried.
Momma tried, built a life, gave us both a sense of pride.
No use in wondering why.


What's in a name to an empty home?
What's in a name to a fatherless son?
What's in a name? A kid disowned, forgotten and alone.
Thirteen and going at it alone.


Where did you go? I need to know.
This broken soul. Where did you go?
Thirteen years old. I need to know,
Where did you go?


Growing up, falling down. No name kid in no name town.
Sorting out a life of pain.
I saw you pack, a plea to stay, stood aside, you drove away.
My childhood thrown away.


Innocence is over, conscience is weak, just one more broken home.
Beaten up by life and loss, I'm tired, but I'll keep hanging on.
And buy a memory from the happy, to take this pain from me.
What could I say to make you stay? Would it all be wrong?


I'm on my own.

2. Our World
We're getting by, by living hard,
and hardly living on what we get,
But time will see us through it.
We're dying for a chance at life,
and living like we'll never die,
But you still won't take notice.


You don't know a thing about me.
You won't destroy this dying breed.
You can't afford to live free.
We'll be alright, we'll struggle on,
You'll see the light, we'll sing our songs.


We're ready.
Balls out, no rhyme or reason, we keep on traveling on.
Ready.
We cannot be defeated by time. These hearts are just to strong for you.


So life is cruel and then you die,
but resurrection is possible By will,
and we're still standing.
You can crucify and criticize,
but rhetoric will not suffice for strength
I see right through you.


...These hearts are just to strong for you.
And me, and this pain. And life and death remain.
Your pain is all but victory,
we'll struggle through adversity
and time will see us through it.
An army of the malcontent,
just unified by our contempt for you
And your existence.
No contentment, and no solace,
Til you to take back all you've been giving.
And your self doubt is our promise.
This is our world.


3. Walk Away
No violence ends with silence,
There is still a price to pay.
So fight their peace and quiet,
Reckoning has come today.


They've forced us to our knees
just one too many times.
They've censored thought and deed,
but the price is far too high.
You walk away.


Suppression and objection,
All your freedom is at stake.
Rejection, and dissention,
rebellion is ours to wage.


They've forced us to our knees
just one too many times.
They've censored thought and deed,
but the price is far too high.
You walk away.


Can't censor thought and alliance.
Can't break these spirits down.
Tyranny is all but forgotten,
So stand up, take their crown back, Walk away.


You give them power by allegiance,
and ignorance breeds thought control.
Say your silence brings peace and quiet,
but the sacrifice too high To walk away.

4. Shades of Gray
How many times can you run away?
How many lies will it take for you to stay?
If you close your eyes, will the dream still be the same?
Or is it all a big mistake...


You see this world in black and white,
we live in shades of gray.
There's just no need to tell me why.
I'll be alright.


Just one more night, then be on your way.
Just one more smile to convince you not to stay.
The tie that binds will be severed and inflamed.
Burn our bridges down, only ashes will remain...


So don't waste it. Tomorrow, we'll say goodbye.
So don't waste it, this moment.
Moving on means leaving me behind.


Can we delight in the moment that we part?
Can we deny all these feelings in our hearts?
So go and fight, try to make a brand new start.
Memories survive, but can we survive apart...


Leave me behind.