Yesterday

From Yesterday 30SeCoNdS To MArSHe's a stranger to some and a vision to noneHe can never get enough, get enough of the oneFor a fortune, he'd quit but it's hard to admitHow it ends and begins on his face is a map of the worldA map of the world, on his face is a map of the worldA map of the worldFrom yesterday, it's comingFrom yesterday, the fearFrom yesterday, it calls himBut he doesn't wanna read the message hereOn a mountain he sits, not of gold, but of sinThrough the blood, he can learn see the life that it turnFrom council of one he'll decide when he's doneWith the innocent on his face is a map of the worldA map of the world, on his face is a map of the worldA map of the worldFrom yesterday, it's comingFrom yesterday, the fearFrom yesterday, it calls himBut he doesn't wanna read the messageHe doesn't wanna read the messageHe doesn't wanna read the message hereOn his face is a map of the worldFrom yesterday, it's comingFrom yesterday, the fearFrom yesterday, it calls himBut he doesn't wanna read the message hereFrom yesterday, from yesterdayFrom yesterday, the fearFrom yesterday, from yesterdayBut he doesn't wanna read the messageHe doesn't wanna read the messageHe doesn't wanna read the message here