Cycles

Duration

3:38

Genres

Singer/Songwriter

Description

Lyrics

Everything seems to sync with the message then I realize that it's not what it had been. How could I have put my faith in lies? How could I have been so blind to such a fake disguise? We don't like it so we fight it, then we turn into it. Right or Wrong, it's just another song. The fact; we knew it all along. THey say that nobody can save you, don't you ever wonder why? If nobody can save you, then why do you even try?(mind) You may never hear me on the pop radio I'm just to crazy, we've got a ways to go i'm too lazy, too many obstacles nobody save me nobody save me, no Fill or Dig will you Sink or Swim trying to fit in will you Lose or Win get Tied up in a Knot or become All Undone will you show them what you've got? or will you Present Nothing they will like, they won't fight it they will try to be just like it they don't care what's inside they will die when they ride it and nobody can save them and they never wondered why nobody can save you baby everybody dies. The man who is broke is stoked when he gets a little worth more to him than the man working in the middle never has enough, no not the upper middle class looking down on some then up at the boss, to kiss ass then the boss goes home and he never goes alone he gets the cash and the cars his women like gold one day he gets married seems like one lucky guy but in reality she married him hoping that he'd die -cycles go in this crazy life some things will not have a reason why we don't need a reason we still try there are things to believe in, (even lies) satisfaction leads to questions lessons, suffering and tension all spared no expense then where are we when we think that it's all figured out? i've got something in my teeth oh, my foot's in my mouth don't take it as a matter of fact (don't spend time tripping on it) hitting like a heart attack, (you'll feel the rythm of it) cycling around (it's the pattern of life) drilling into your mind you are alive, so wake up. Hold on until morning comes, slowly moving forward on and on.