The Beat Seekers - Troubled Days
Troubled daysOur free fall back in time
Their wicked ways of keeping us all in line
The pressure builds
You fall down on your knees and pray for actuality
In a video game reality.
A life or death situation
It's a slow suicide
Hold your breath for sedation on a broken down carnival ride
Stand in line now forever
It's a sign of the times
In a war that we're losing
While we struggle to survive
Free will fades into our urgency
A masquerade
But boy it's really something to believe
And I don't know about you, but don't blame me
'Cause baby I got nothin'
A life or death situation
It's a slow suicide
Hold your breath for sedation on a broken down carnival ride
Stand in line now forever
It's a sign of the times
In a war that we're losing
While we struggle to survive
We live, we learn
We give, we yearn
We die alone with no return
We love to hate, we seal our fate
We're hesitant to hesitate
We break the will, we take the pill
We never asked to be so ill advised
We're only asking why.
Asking why we just can't see the truth in burning skies
'Cause boy it's really something
Written by:
Keith Fertwagner
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