Less and Less

Drops of rain in this bed,
And sunflowers in my head.
Summer's late this year
And it carries all the fears away.

The train's gonna leave,
I'm not late: I'm here.
Wish I could cry
And not only hide.

Old men and their stupid lies,
Their strange society and their paradise.
A world written in black and white,
Where there's no need of a mind.

Precast gods in precast heavens,
That you can buy in temples.
Precast weapons in precast wars,
That you can buy in this world.

New victims and an old class,
You grow up and you care less.
No flowers on your grass,
You grow up and you're worth less and less.

Dirty streets for your brain
And a ticket to dance in the rain.
It is allowed to walk in,
But you're banned if your free.

The train's gonna leave,
Be sure the be on time here.
Wish you could cry
And not only hide.

Old men and their stupid lies,
Their strange society and their paradise.
A world written in black and white,
Where there's no need of a mind.

Precast presidents in a precast place,
That you can buy by race.
Precast weapons in precast wars,
That you can buy in this world.

New victims and an old class,
You grow up and you care less.
No flowers on your grass,
You grow up and you're worth less and less.



Credits
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link