[00:08.486]Oh, what do you know[00:13.665]Since there’s nothing above, there must be something below[00:21.152]But no, no don’t look down[00:27.011]‘cos through the stories of war, flow the tears of a clown[00:34.296][00:35.629]So take those pictures off the wall[00:41.565]No-one will believe you till your world starts to fall down[00:51.451][00:54.426]And oh, what’s this I see[00:59.814]While you’re thinking ‘bout you, I’m busy thinking ‘bout me[01:07.886]And oh, what was that you said[01:13.259]These ain’t written for you, these are the songs for the dead[01:21.316][01:21.591]Still you’re sitting there requesting for the right to cry[01:27.828]Don’t look to me to wipe those tears from your eye[01:36.479][02:13.908]So take those pictures off the wall,[02:19.867]Your force fed icons words they don't mean nothin' at all,[02:26.853]And still you're sitting there protesting for the right to die,[02:32.832]Well button up, bite your lip and wipe those tears from your eye