Hollywood (Cleft Lip)
Born as a lion, grow up as a lamb
Torn out of the womb, given one more chance
Lungs open up and fill up with air
Born equal in a world unfair
Realize there's no music for the deaf
No color for the blind, no breath for the dead
And the darkest truth is in the whitest lie
Choose honest tears over the phony smile
We are fragile
Flower petals laid on the sidewalks of city streets
Looking up at the bright side from underneath
Keep on moving, you know they can't break us down
You see Jesus in the tears of the crippled boy
You see God in the blood of the innocent
Hollywood I think you got it all wrong
Heroes are not always handsome
Sheet of glass reflects a stare so cold
Like a thousand words without a story told
And in the end, it's just a frame of mind
We want happiness that is justified
Dams and levies push back the tides
We got breathing machines prolonging life
It's a matter of time, until you fall in love
And give it your all, but it's not enough
We are fragile
Flower petals laid on the sidewalks of city streets
Looking up at the bright side from underneath
Keep on moving, you know they can't break us down
You see Jesus in the tears of the crippled boy
You see God in the blood of the innocent
Hollywood I think you got it all wrong
Heroes are not always handsome
You see flowers bloom in the dead of winter
Empty streets they welcome you
The wind cries out your name
It feels the same as you
You see Jesus in the tears of the crippled boy
You see God in the blood of the innocent
Hollywood I think you got it all wrong
Heroes are not always handsome
Do you have something to die for?
Born as a lion, grow up as a lamb
Torn out of the womb, given one more chance
Lungs open up and fill up with air
Born equal in a world unfair
Realize there's no music for the deaf
No color for the blind, no breath for the dead
And the darkest truth is in the whitest lie
Choose honest tears over the phony smile
We are fragile
Flower petals laid on the sidewalks of city streets
Looking up at the bright side from underneath
Keep on moving, you know they can't break us down
You see Jesus in the tears of the crippled boy
You see God in the blood of the innocent
Hollywood I think you got it all wrong
Heroes are not always handsome
Sheet of glass reflects a stare so cold
Like a thousand words without a story told
And in the end, it's just a frame of mind
We want happiness that is justified
Dams and levies push back the tides
We got breathing machines prolonging life
It's a matter of time, until you fall in love
And give it your all, but it's not enough
We are fragile
Flower petals laid on the sidewalks of city streets
Looking up at the bright side from underneath
Keep on moving, you know they can't break us down
You see Jesus in the tears of the crippled boy
You see God in the blood of the innocent
Hollywood I think you got it all wrong
Heroes are not always handsome
You see flowers bloom in the dead of winter
Empty streets they welcome you
The wind cries out your name
It feels the same as you
You see Jesus in the tears of the crippled boy
You see God in the blood of the innocent
Hollywood I think you got it all wrong
Heroes are not always handsome
Do you have something to die for?