Letters To Stallone

It's a sign of the times, the impression that you made, glossed over by a wave, a golden lining in your grave, beneath the dirt its all the same Last night a saw a thousand faces in a line And I could not recall a name And I could not recall a time, When I... I needed someone to move me Not someone to save me Just someone to move me Not someone to... Change things desperately I think mediocrity is this the key? I can't I won't be I won't be sitting there now Break me out let me out It's a sign of the times, there's nothing gain This world was never mine, it's not mine I let the hive mind consume me I can feel them all moving, I can feel them all moving I can feel... Last night I saw a thousand faces in a line And I could not recall a name And I could not recall a time, When I... I needed someone to move me Not someone to save me Just someone to move me Not someone to ... The perception that does not mean shit to me I'm not a product of, I 'm not a product of my name The perception that does not mean shit to me I'm not a product of, I 'm not a product of my nameThe perception that does not mean shit to me I'm not a product of you