Standing at an impasse forged with broken hearts and shattered glass The death of our progress, destruction of the middle class This calamity knows no bounds and shows no shame It’s spit in our face and we gave hate a different name
Terror
It’s a corporate design They keep stacking bodies on the capital shrine Were you dazed by the flashing lights and dollar signs Did you feel your conscience shift into a steep decline
Mind numb from what the suffocation has become
We’re all born apart of the great divide Molded and shaped in the machine’s assembly line With oil in our blood and diamonds in our eyes We’ve been longing for relief not an empty compromise
I’m so goddamn discouraged by the way we live our days out Destructively with our heads down Aspirations, ambitions stay bound
It’s all routine Played out scenes over cells and magazines It’s the American dream Or todays big sales at shopping malls Built on grounds housing hell
Mind numb from what the suffocation has become
We’re all born apart of the great divide Molded and shaped in the machine’s assembly line With oil in our blood and diamonds in our eyes We’ve been longing for relief not an empty compromiseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
