Besedila:
Last Years Hero Tell You When

from perfect to dissaray Times like these i thought you'd always be there Now you've cleared things up by proving you Don't care 'Cause you've gone

People stare they critisize the way she wears her hair, What do they know? Her parents allways disaprove, But this girl she'll do wat she wants to do

But I kick it to you hard and real One wrong move, and you caps peeled I ain't no super hero, I ain't no Marvel Comic But when it comes to game I'm atomic

please pass by All you men who should have been Your fathers beat you down Your mothers loved you badly Your teachers stole your crowns And the wars you

with a five piece band Clayton used to tell me son you better put that old guitar away There ain't no money in it it'll lead you to an early gray I guess

account for one Now you're done and I'm glad but it's a shame you'd waste it You want this so bad, you can taste it Detroit, love, can you feel that

, you 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

you don't even have the balls to begin with what you need is....me i just want to talk to you, its been awhile since your last session so...tell me what

you ever seen the dying Touched the fading one The last time I saw the queen of nostalgia she was basically already gone Time waits for no one Not even for heroes