Frozen in the place I hide

Not afraid to paint my sky

With some who say I've lost my mind

Brother, try and hope to find

Roses in a vase of white

Bloodied by the thorns beside the leaves

That fall because my hand is

Pulling them hard as I can

I won't run away

Like I used to do

Pictures in a box at home

Yellowing and green with mold

So I can barely see your face

Wonder how that color taste

I know the way

Thanks

We've been, we've been waiting a long time to play this show

And we like to thank you all for coming up to see it

Means a lot to us and we gonna have a good time

Play some good songs, maybe

Song's called "No Excuses"