Tekster: Staind. The Illusion Of Progress. Rainy Day Parade.

You the great pretenders
Love to paint your pictures
While your stepping over, falling people lying in the streets
You the great offenders
Only a few matter
While your heart grows colder

I wish that you could open up
And feel for once only if you could take it
Feel
Your alive and this is all part of it
Feel
Could it be that we're all afraid
Cause it feels
Like a rainy day parade

We, the great believers
Love this legal tender
I will not surrender
What it was our fathers died to bear

We the people stated
not negotiated
just to be forgotten
i wish that you could open up
and see
for a while if you could take it
see

your alive and this is all part of it
see
cant you see that were all afraid
cause it seems
like a rainy day parade

what i see
is all too real
what i need ___
is what you steal
and all i reap
is what you take___
upon my back
on which you break
and i just wish we could rise above
and feel
for a while
if you can take it
feel
your alive and this is all part of it
feel
could it be that were all afraid
cause it feels like
a rainy day parade