Parade

Golden age
Blazing opportunities
In harmonic symphony
Yet we're singing hopelessly
Fading in the dark
Running with a plan
Black and grey I see
Rat race, insecurity
Different views of same ending
All in all we're

Spinning around now well entertained
Debris of doom slowly decaying
Such a wonderful mess we're left to deal with, who's to blame
Bombs blast, we'll all sink
You're just history

Stay now at home well entertained
Tied to your bed, enjoy your praying
The war is far and you are safe so enjoy your game
Clock ticks, you like peace
Shots blast, victory

They're calling your name, get out of bed
No time to pray, guns on your forehead
You're one of them now so act and do as you should do
You like inner peace
Time comes, you must cease



Credits
Writer(s): Darby Cicci, Michael Lerner, Peter Silberman
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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