Graffiti decorations, under a sky of dust, Another wave of tension, on top of broken trust, The lessons that you taught me, I know where never true, Now I find myself in question , Guilty by association I wanna run away, never say goodbye, I wanna know the truth, instead of wondering why, I wanna know the answers, no more lies, I wanna shut the door, and open up my mind. Paper bags and angry voices, under a sky of dust, Another wave of tension, has more than filled me up, All my talk (guitartabs.cc)