If you could see the things that my eyes have seen

You'd get a better understanding of the things that motivate me

I've been to many places, I've seen so many scenes

I've met so many faces, it all seems like a dream

Wherever there is good, the bad always follows

Those that live for today, and those that live for tomorrow

The good times, the bad times, we've had our share

You name the situation, and we've already been there





Chorus:

The good, the bad, and the ugly

The tales, the actions and regrets

The happiness, the pain and the anger

And the faces I won't forget

The good, the bad, and the ugly

And the tangled webs we weave

The fake, the true, the damned and the few

Who have made us believe





If you could only hear the things that I have heard

From words of wisdom, to the strange and the absurd

Tales of paranoia and a world of conspiracies

Sick minds driven by greed and jealousy

Worse part about it is when they voice themselves supreme

Yet they're prostitutes of the media, a TV networks' dream

I stand apart from this crowd, for I know my identity well

I'm just a voice with ideals, there's nothing I'm trying to sell





(Repeat Chorus)





I remember the days when it all began

Young and defiant, I made my stand

My heart was on fire, my fists were stone

All around the cities my presence was known

My ideals and discipline kept me in line

The words of my heroes sent chills down my spine

Over a decade has passed and yet they still fear

I haven't disappeared, I am still here

...I'm still here!





Times have seemed to change

Yet so many things remain the same

There is so many things that I have learned

So many pages that I have turned

Faces are always changing, trying to play the part

Yet the only movement I feel

Is the one inside my heart