Letras
The dream's a locked trap door
After a ladder climb
Where do you go from there
Paradigm
Awake in this path
A lemmings calling
Comply and ration up
So soon to be falling
Take me from this ordinary
Before I'm asked how it went
Must form an answer of color and wind
Before I'm truly spent
If I was your son
From which you gave the days
Is it real I'd ask you
The myriad of ways
We get stuck behind
The din of what we've all been fed
A collection of mistruth lessons
Aimed for the head
Take me from this ordinary
Before I'm asked how it went
Must form an answer of color and wind
Before I'm too spent
Is it true I'd ask
The hubris born from the scheme
Regardless of the chess man
You get nabbed - obscene
Decision time in the halls of man
Corrupt and abrupt
A violence, a scam
So much cash in destruction
The metered allowance of relief
Will this be the story of the taker or the giver
Or the lover over the thief
Take me from this ordinary
Before I'm asked how it went
Must form an answer of color and wind
Before I'm truly spent
Is it real I'd ask
The hubris born from the scheme
Regardless of the chess man
You get nabbed - obscene