A message to the masses, burning
The speech is so loud, but silence can be heard

Without me, without you, we find ourselves alone

Tell me the same lies, from the same smile, and the blame dies alone; Mono
Sweet child, you've got no style; you've got no one to hear you cry; Mono,
Mono

Disenchanted visions, blinding,
Of cinematic villains, reminding
We search in vain for freedom from the lies

Without me, without you, we sell ourselves as one

Tell me the same lies, from the same smile, and the blame dies alone; Mono
Sweet child, you've got no style; you've got no one to hear you cry; Mono

Love, faith and hope aren't all we need...
Love, faith and hope aren't all we need... Mono

Tell me the same lies, from the same smile, and the blame dies alone; Mono
Sweet child, you've got no style; you've got no one to hear you cry; Mono