Take these plastic people
Read their lips, now let it linger
Is there anything that makes them sound
Sincere?
Come on, tightly hold your hand
Take a deep breath, give them the finger
Are you worried that your thoughts are not quite clear?
(twich)
Overlooked, unfit apperance

I remember falling
I remember marching
Like a one man army
Through the blaze
I know I'm coughing
I believe in something
I don't wanna remember falling
For their lies

Unbutton your clothes
Undress your soul, shouw them your vigor
Are these inhibitions easiest to fear?
Take this gasoline tin
Head up high, walk like a winner
Let the bare feet be the last sound
That they hear
(twich)
Overlooked, unfit apperance

I remember falling
I remember marching
Like a one man army
Through the blaze
I know I'm coughing
I believe in something
I don't wanna remember falling
For their lies

For their lies, for their lies
*repeat*
- "One Man Army," Our Lady Peace

Because it's Ashley's song. Because Technomancy said so. Because I frighten myself sometimes when it hurts this much. Because it's music, and there is no greater thing in all of heaven or earth. Because I'm still looking for God and all that's left behind the couch is lint. But really, just because.