In 2012 what will they say? What words will echo at the end of our days? A disenchanted nation on permanent vacation A recycled retired failed operation
Standing on the bus at a loss Smothered by the idiot-talk Waiting for my sign to step off To catch another line or take a walk Down the beaten path It
Bodies lined up waiting for a cure Patients waiting patiently, Their backs up against the wall We'll keep you in line With the prospect of a universal
I used to wake up to a face Now I wake up to a wall The terms are down in black and white My life is caught between the lines Is this the end of the
Darker days loom on the horizon The all-seeing eye forever roving Troops deployed at the borders, 20,000 and counting, To an armchair-ovation of epic
Stick the needle in Run through my veins A momentary lapse No longer feel my pain The pressure is building Will I sink or swim? In a world that hates
Spending the end of our lives Staring blankly into glowing screens Scrolling aimlessly for hours I can't wake up from this plastic dream Plastic dream
I'm surrounded by others But I feel so alone In an endless battle Inside my head Don't know who is the enemy And who is the martyr It makes it harder
Counting down the days until the end of time Bid farewell to this beautiful world Bow my hat to those who tried To make a difference with strong convictions
Don't know how to cope With these empty feelings Struggling in this world Life can be so hard Trying to make it through To keep my stability Lift my
We're living in a work of fiction Just waiting for a reaction Will the day ever come When we're no longer on the run From our sorry state of genuflection
Out of the blue I'm in the bleak streets below my window A blur of faces that leaves me feeling despondent and cold Facing a future full of death and
