Here I am awake in a wilderness of lies
Trying to assemble a suitable disguise
Bleary eyed and seeking a sign I recognize
Someone I can count on to be there as my guide
All my heroes were failures in their eyes
Losers, Drunkards, Fallen saints, and Suicides

I feel a fever break underneath my skin
The earth begins to shake, trees bending in the wind
The world is always changing It’s changing in my sleep
For the first time I am praying for my soul to keep
All my heroes were rebels on the run
Plagiarizers, Vagabonds, Vagrants every one

But they lit fires in the shadows, all my heroes
Cut pathways through the narrows, all my heroes

What am I to do, where am I to go?
How am I to pay the debts that I still owe?
How am I to shift and rise above the tide
How am I to live without them by my side?
All my heroes were smaller than they seemed
Malcontents, Dreamers, Ghosts in the machine

But they lit fires in the shadows, all my heroes
Cut pathways through the narrows, all my heroes