Lyrics:
Staind The Illusion Of Progress

Here we are, there's nowhere else to go And that's so far from where we all could be But you can't feel my disappearing And you should take this for what

I sit alone and watch the clock Tryin' to collect my thoughts All I think about is you And so I cry myself to sleep And hope the devil I don't meet In

I am Just let me be the way I am It's the way I am I'm not really sure of the coming attractions I'm not really sure of illusions they read on the wall

I'm one step from a breakdown, two steps from being safe Just try to see this through I'm three steps from this nightmare and four steps from the door

It sheltered from nothing but the weather I called it home for a moment of my life This place I see just doesn?t look familiar I wonder if it looks the

This dark room, another cigarette The carpet strewn, I'm getting sick of it The end is near, I'm in the thick of it And I'll be there soon if you can

A piece of glass In the sand under your feet It cuts you deep It makes you hate the beauty that you see And you wonder where you are How you ever got

: This Dark Road Another Cigarette I'm Getting Sick Of This The End Is Near I'm In The Thick Of It And I'll Be There Soon If You Can Handle It Just

: You The Great Pretenders Learn To Paint Your Pictures While You're Stepping Over Fallen People Laying In The Streets You The Great Offenders Only