This one goes out to all of whom life just seems to trample on all the time. 'Cause when the chips are down, and let's face it... they're always down, there's only one thing you can really say.
'Cause life's crap these days!
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days.
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days
I'm talking about parents bringing you up, all this struggling,
Living on strings just so you can do the same thing,
The puppetmasters above are all but laughing,
You got caught in the trap, your life means nothing!
So much to say, my oh my, where do I start?
You think that your life is gonna get better but,
You're sharing with lions and you got the wrong cut,
Spinning your wheels, you're still stuck in the same rut,
No wonder we're all led to aggression,
The procession of the dead leads to more progression,
Than the human race, led by a congregation
Of deluded fools, headed straight for damnation,
And there's nothing you can do, after all who are you?
One of seven billion faceless tools,
And the thoughts of people and lives so cruel,
Serve to act as nightmare fuel,
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days
And in the savagery of life, who do we turn to?
For all you know your best friend could be planning to hurt you,
For all you know it might be the same thing you do,
When the harsh wind makes you bite more than you can chew,
Tryin' to find trusting people, you're caught in a vice,
Seems people these days have more faces than thrown dice,
From those before us comes the only advice,
Hapless souls like us, telling us to think twice,
First impressions are false and face value is fake,
And no-one's looking out for you, make no mistake,
And we're all craftsmen, we've got masks to make,
And in a land of dragons, we're nothing but snakes,
On the path of desolation you're only flying solo,
That's a declaration to the ones who don't know,
When misery's delivered by the same damn ghosts,
Scream the motto, quid pro quo!
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days
Injustice is just the same as it was before,
Only difference is that we're hiding it more,
And you'll never know what else is in store,
They're playing with your fate behind closed doors,
And everyone wants something from you, taking as the please,
The days of goodwill are gone, its existence has ceased,
And they'll keep using you until your worth has been reached,
And then to them, you're nothing more than deceased,
We see through glass ceilings but there ain't no stairs,
The ones who lucked out live while we despair,
And there's no moving us from here to there,
The worst thing is, no-one seems to care!
And in this life, there is no remedy,
Just killers of pain and eaters of memory,
So here's to another day of crushed dreams,
That's right, the debt's on me!
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days
Think I'm wrong? You're mental, drowning in your hate still,
Swimming in a cesspool, isn't growing up so cool?
Tell yourself you'll find a way, believe that lie if you may,
Doesn't do anything to help the fact that life's crap these days
Oh. OH! You think I'm wrong do you? Listen, why don't you take off those rose-tinted lenses you're so obviously wearing, and take a good hard look at the real world? Yeah... doesn't paint a pretty picture, does it? And you wanna know why? It's 'cause life's crap these days.
An Australian artist, seeking to make a constructive impact in the lives of people through music. A genre-diverse musician,
exploring various genres (Folk, Industrial, Dubstep, etc)
Joining his church’s music team helped cultivate his spiritual journey and musical prowess. He regularly sings/plays guitar at TurningPoint Family Church.
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