I need a break something inside me said From TV people counting the dead A break from all this sadness is what I need now, yeah
I've an ache and a loss for words For apathy I sense in the herd I've heard'em and it's senseless no questioning it
And what's the point nothing so dull Could ever on earth be brightened entirely Just think about it
And what's the point nothing so slight Could ever on earth be enlightened entirely Just think about it
Ask me I'm not blind I can read all the signs So many have died, so many out of their minds Thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's not hard To be what you are, thank your lucky stars
We're in a place I thought we'd never get People devolved and fought or they fled But I do not know how we’re goin' to get out of it, whoa
It's a mistake to be paranoid A mental state that takes strength to avoid All the hostility and fear should be challenged, whoa
Cuz what's the point of living that way So many close their minds to what others say Which ever feeling you voice
And what's the point, we're gonna pay Sorted out one way or not we all have that day So make your choice
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