Disillusioned Running up The Mountain Think you knew it Five years of "I told you so" That I would always run to you I would always run Go ahead and Make yourself the martyr Flagellating Louder so we all can hear I turn the other cheek for you Turn the other cheek All the things you thought you knew It's a shame I couldn't say it All the things we thought were true It's a shame, it's a shame Submission is the place you kneel before the hand that feeds you Drunk and at your door again Submitting to the need to Run down from the mountain Running towards the morning Run to learn the motion Just to walk away from you All the things you thought you knew It's a shame I couldn't say it All the things we thought were true It's a shame, it's a shame