It's the end of silence

I'm convinced that you are here

I'm hiding to find you

I'm scared cause you are near

(you see) all ammunition is pointing

right at me ... indispensable ... indispensable dreams


I'm metamorphasizing into a

worthless piece of trash with

expendable dreams


A WEAK MAN THINKS ON A BLOCK OF STONE

INSTEAD OF IN THE CORNER WEEPING ALL ALONE

IM NOT EXPENDABLE NO MORE

SEE I CANT STAND THOSE SHADY CREEPS

I CANT STAND THOSE LITTLE CREEPY THIEVES

I'M NOT EXPENDABLE NO MORE


I'm hunting down wisdom 

I'm convinced that its near

and soon I'll consume you

prepared for new years

(you see) I'm ammunition and I'm pointing right at thee

indispensable.. indispensable dreams


I'm metamorphasizing into a 

worthless piece of trash

with expendable dreams


(CHORUS)


There's something wrong with a man 

who sheds all his dream 

he never gonna see what could happen to him

and all of those thoughts that once he caressed

soon will be dying a silent death


(CHORUS)