INTO THE NOWHERE
Verse I
Into the Nowhere,
into the chasm
that's where we're headed
if our train does not stop here,
and we pause to take a breath of fresh air
Verse II
flames of extinction
if we lead ourselves astray
as we pray for someone else to solve this
Bridge
no-one's willing to bring change
as we drown in our own wit
while we strive to fit the mold they made us
High Bridge(guitar echo)
all conform, to the standard norm,
that has dragged us down,
to the bottomless pit...
...and, we, just,
all conform, to the standard norm,
that has dragged us down,
to the bottomless pit of shame
Instrumental High Bridge
Guitar Solo
Verse III
Into perdition,
mindless submission,
that's where we're headed
if we cannot break the chains,
that confine our minds, our souls, our bodies
Verse IV
Seeds of sedition,
while we waste ourselves away
as we wait for someone else to save us
Bridge
no-one's willing to take change
as we wallow in our pity
and we die to fit the mold they made us
High Bridge(guitar echo)
all conform, to the standard norm,
that has dragged us down,
to the bottomless pit...
SOLOs & Fade...
Music & Lyrics - Stephen Rivera
Verse I
Into the Nowhere,
into the chasm
that's where we're headed
if our train does not stop here,
and we pause to take a breath of fresh air
Verse II
flames of extinction
if we lead ourselves astray
as we pray for someone else to solve this
Bridge
no-one's willing to bring change
as we drown in our own wit
while we strive to fit the mold they made us
High Bridge(guitar echo)
all conform, to the standard norm,
that has dragged us down,
to the bottomless pit...
...and, we, just,
all conform, to the standard norm,
that has dragged us down,
to the bottomless pit of shame
Instrumental High Bridge
Guitar Solo
Verse III
Into perdition,
mindless submission,
that's where we're headed
if we cannot break the chains,
that confine our minds, our souls, our bodies
Verse IV
Seeds of sedition,
while we waste ourselves away
as we wait for someone else to save us
Bridge
no-one's willing to take change
as we wallow in our pity
and we die to fit the mold they made us
High Bridge(guitar echo)
all conform, to the standard norm,
that has dragged us down,
to the bottomless pit...
SOLOs & Fade...
Music & Lyrics - Stephen Rivera