Tunnel Vision - Broadside
I'm penniless but somehow useful
Tell me where I fit in
You're reaching out for something useful
But you keep caving in
Raised on television screens
Glossy vision like a dream
But it seems like things are not
Hollywood make believe
Candy coated misery
Swept under the rug
Unlock my cage and set the
Stage but not tonight
They say the good die young
Tunnel vision
No exception
Just use me 'til I'm done
Tunnel vision
No exception
Lie to me
Lie to me
So this puppet can dance now
Mistook your faith for love and cut
My strings on the way out
Way out
Over worked
Trying to fit in
Late nights are just a blur
I look around 'cuz now I fit in
This hall of fame is cursed
Manipulated by a dream
What does it really mean
When the knives stuck in your back
Are the same ones that you need
To defend from enemies
Caesar's final act
Unlock my cage and set the
Stage but not tonight
They say the good die young
Tunnel vision
No exception
Just use me 'til I'm done
Tunnel vision
No exception
Lie to me
Lie to me
So this puppet can dance now
Mistook your faith for love and
Cut my strings on the way out
He's got the look
He fits the mold
Market value high
Yeah yeah give it to me
Naive soul
Empty pockets
And desperation
Yeah I'll do anything
Yeah I'll do anything
Yeah I'll do anything
They say the good die young
Tunnel vision
No exception
Just use me ''til I'm done
They say the good die young
Tunnel vision
No exception
Just use me 'til I'm done
Tunnel vision
No exception
Lie to me
Lie to me
So this puppet can dance now
Mistook your faith for love and
Cut my strings on the way out
Way out
Yea yea
Give it to me
Yea yea
Give it to me
I was anything
