From Yesterday
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's quit
But it's hard to admit
How it ends and begins
On his face is a map of the world
[A map of the world]
On his face is a map of the world
[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...
On a mountain he sits
not of gold but of shit
Through the blood he can look,
See the lives that he took
From the count to the one
He'll decide when he's done with the innocent
On his face is a map of the world
[A map of the world]
On his face is a map of the world
[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
But he doesn't want to read the message
But he doesn't want to read the message
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
From yesterday
From yesterday
From yesterday the fear
From yesterday
From yesterday
But he doesn't want to read the message
But he doesn't want to read the message
But he doesn't want to read the message