From Yesterday — Seconds To Mars

He's a stranger to some And a vision to none He can never get enough, Get enough of the one

For a fortune he'd quit But it's hard to admit How it ends and begins On his face is a map of the world On his face is a map of the world From yesterday, it's coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't want to read the message here

On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of shit through the blood he can learn, see the life that it turn From council of one He'll decide when he's done with the innocent

On his face is a map of the world On his face is a map of the world

From yesterday, it's coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't want to read the message here But he doesn't want to read the message here But he doesn't want to read the message here

On his face is a map of the world

From yesterday, it's coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't want to read the message here From yesterday, From yesterday, From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, From yesterday But he doesn't want to read the message here But he doesn't want to read the message here But he doesn't want to read the message here