Overture/Going Through The Mot

Every single night the same arrangement,
I go out and fight the fight
Still I always feel the strangest strangement,
Nothing here is real, nothing here is right

I've been making shows of trading blows,
Just hoping no one knows that
I've been going through the motions,
Walking through the part

Nothing seems to penetrate my heart
I was always brave and kind of righteous,
Now I find I'm waviering
You crawl out of your grave,
You find this fight just doesn't mean a thing

She ain't got that swing

Thanks for noticing

She does pretty well with fiends from hell,
But lately we can tell that she's just going through the motions,
Faking it somehow
She's not even half the girl she... ow

Will I stay this way forever?
Sleepwalk through my life's endevor...

How can I repay?

Whatever, I don't wanna be...
Going through the motions,
Loosing all my drive
I can't even see if this is really me
And I just wanna be... alive