A Theme for Your Ego

Explosion, just another side effect of S.H.C. When did I become invisible? Where did my heart go? It leads me to believe that it was never there in the first place.

We are the living dead (we are, we are)

The world's only beating heart donor.

This world is filled with ignorance. We all turn a blind eye. You say that we make no difference. Well speak for yourself, we'll give it one more try.

We are the living dead (we are, we are)

The world's only beating heart donor.

Stop wearing your heart on your sleeve.

(All your words mean nothing now)

Rip it out and be just like me.

(All your words mean nothing now)

Look past your pride where you can't see.

(All your words mean nothing now)

We're both the same and you don't know it.