Through Art We Are All Equals

A Puppet is only strong as its strings I forgive and forget, yet the truth still stings The lies are all easy, and the words are hard to swallow The leaders get killed, we're never fulfilled, yet we follow (we all follow) In the back of our minds we

[feat. Vic Fuentes] I miss the days of being on fire, damn Riding around with the ones that keep me inspired I miss the days of feeling on fire Riding around with the ones that kept me inspired But I could've been wrong, I could've been right And non

I watched her eyes burn bright, but I could see the despise. We sank beneath her with every track. She screams 'til she's blue in the face, there's no room for her under the stars we feud for. We're still not getting past it, hoping these issues diss

There's no hope in a city where the vices all turn wild. She can't find her love, oh, that girl she turns to designer drugs. Both the walls are closing in now, what kind of home is this? What kind of home have we made? Where are you now? (Where are y

(Jonny Craig) They love you when the lines get blurred, our hearts become the source as we push through all of these feelings, failure always disappoints. Oh it's nights like these where it's all in my dreams. How long should I take my mistakes? Thes