Roper - Drop Anchor

And everybody wants to take your place

Forget your past and make the same mistake

Never sit back and just take the blame

The same old story plays out everyday

And leaves you there falling on your face

Routine disorder wins once again

And all the rules are gone and dead

Laughing in the face of the advance

You want it — you want it

It calls your name and then it walks away

It leaves you blind and oblivious

An aimless path just walk it anyway

No matter how it starts it ends the same

A mask you wear to hide it from yourself

This kind of peace comes from nothing else

Going further out on a limb

Waiting for the games to begin

Already lost start it again

You want it — you want it