i see you constantly bleeding the blurred lines
i assure you we're not the same
yet our veins flow with the same soured blood!
shallow words from apathetic heads
nothing more than empty prophets
i see a world tearing itself apart
and those who wish to profit
it's not the sentiment of your speech
but there are holes in the words you preach
i know i'm not a better man
but i can smell bullshit when it's in front of me
yet our veins flow with the same soured blood!
we wanna hear a voice echoing our own
something to take our minds off our empty lives
to know we're not really all alone
you are your own obstruction and ruin
nothing behind those empty
this illusion you hide behind
is your broken axe to grind