Broken Toes
Dance around a burning brain in trance
The intellectuals, they never stood a chance
Pointing crooked fingers, placing blame
Everything is different, everything is the same
I've wandered off so far away from home
I left uninterested and now, I'm alone
Someone tell me what the hell's going on
What the hell's going on?
It's fine, we'll have it all sorted out
When the wind clears the ashes from the south
Forgotten as a pawn just the same
Re-purposed to be a part of nature's game
The intellectuals, they never stood a chance
Pointing crooked fingers, placing blame
Everything is different, everything is the same
I've wandered off so far away from home
I left uninterested and now, I'm alone
Someone tell me what the hell's going on
What the hell's going on?
It's fine, we'll have it all sorted out
When the wind clears the ashes from the south
Forgotten as a pawn just the same
Re-purposed to be a part of nature's game
Credits
Writer(s): Travis Antoniello, James Slattery, Eric Novroski, Brian Zannetti
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