Interpret:

Running Wild

Album:

The Brotherhood

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 
Grey 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 thought 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 lack of character, you never could say "no"