The purpose has meaning But the meaning is we're bleeding Moving the checkers on the board Chasing our selfish benefit In the hallowed halls of avarice King us on the checkerboard Scattering checkers on the floor Scattering checkers on the floor
Thinking in the past Of all the things which didn't last Dispel the stress of compromise Uncertain aims were no surprise As the path played out ahead And condescending words were said I know the will was mine A future dreamt within my mind
The purpose has meaning But the meaning is we're bleeding Moving the checkers on the board Chasing our selfish benefit In the hallowed halls of avarice King us on the checkerboard Scattering checkers on the floor Scattering checkers on the floor
Can we define what's right Fighting ourselves with all our might Thoughts and strategies are terms To reject upon the urge Can't deflect impending shame By passing on your shame of the blame Weapons rust in the rain The same mistakes will strike again
The purpose has meaning But the meaning is we're bleeding Moving the checkers on the board Chasing our selfish benefit In the hallowed halls of avarice King us on the checkerboard Scattering checkers on the floor Scattering checkers on the
I am sitting in the crowd Unresponsive to the voices that I hear Shouting out can't catch my ear I am thinking with furrowed brow Wondering why we foster Nurture all our fears Enemies ever oh so near
Always knowing the answer Always knowing what is best Disrupting the balance of nature Neglecting our cause and effect
I am waiting patiently Ignoring forces hoping to take hold of me When will this distance set me free? I am sorry once again Disruptions claim my inner thoughts I do not speak Uncommon sense just out of reach
Social structure with order Socially separate we discover Traits of distinction denied Mistaking our heritage for pride Disruptions fuel the motion Conflict feeds our institutions Right and wrong defy description Freedom without restitution Is all life based on illusion?
Left is right? But right is wrong? Peers dictating who belongs Thrill to the kill As we kill what we fear What we don't understand And what isn't clear
The purpose has meaning But the meaning is we're bleeding Moving the checkers on the board Chasing our selfish benefit In the hallowed halls of avarice King us on the checkerboard We don't know we're losing Euphoric we're choosing Falling off the checkerboardTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
