Running Wild

Faceless

Running Wild


Faceless he was born the kind without a speech 
Being invisible without a dream to reach 
A schoolboy second-rate a toady all the way 
He never fights for nothing, never goes astray 

He never makes a stand a man of average size 
Green suit, nothing -mind wearing average ties 

Faceless drowning in grey, never been striking 
Soulless the empty hull that was never fighting 

Shapeless he was born, the man without a face 
Never done right or wrong the man who's left no trace 

No thoughts critical ever comes his way 
Bundled unimportance what he does or say 
Never been a benefactor coming off his shell 
Never been a troublemaker character to spell 

[Pre & Chorus...] 

Hey what you're done with your life did you ever grow 
A lock of character you never could say "no"