The losers the liars the bastards the thieves | The cynicists, the pessimists and those that don't believe in nothing | I never met a loser that I didn't see eye to eye with, I declare | I stare into your eyes | But you look right past me into the air | What's it like to stand in your shoes? | To have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse? | I take the bottle and I tip it to all my heroes that have passed | Alas, your have left us but your stories they will last | Uninspired by the recruiting call | Independent we stand | Independent we fall | So tell me: How long do you think you can go before you lose it all? | Before they call your bluff and watch you fall? | I don't know but I'd like to think I had control | At some point but I let it go and lost my soul | Sit tight but the revolution's years away | I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say | So I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate | The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite | Oh! To have died that night I realised it wouldn't last! | Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass | The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed | Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from | And everybody's laughing loud | Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud | "A Moment of Silence" from "Everything Goes Numb" (2003)
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To sin by silence, when we should protest,
Makes cowards out of men.
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.
There are times when good words are to be left unsaid out of esteem for silence.
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