When the hell did we get used to life as it is?
We are reading the headlines and sipping our beers
Most of the time I wish that I could disappear
But not today 'cause I wanna be more than
Just
Another victim of manipulation
Trust
No comprehension just misinformation
There’s more than two sides in a war
When the hell did we get used to life as it is?
Still alive but we’re constantly living in fear
Fucking rockets are flying all over their heads
And if you see any difference between
Or distance between us
Both
And another human hanging by their
Throat
Then you might as well just choose the big boy
Club
And start another war
We’re stuck between the sounds
Of people trying to be right
They're stuck within their towns
They might not make it out alive
So what’s the point?
What’s the point?
We’re stuck between the sounds
Of people trying to be right
They're stuck within their towns
They might not make it out alive
So what’s the point?
What’s the point?
What’s the point?
