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

Hey what you’re done with your life did you ever grow

A lock of character you never could say «no»