Poisoning the Well
Woke up hungry, starved for answers
Why can't we live our life?
Not be terrorized by hate and greed
Our voices buried when we cry out
Blood, sweat and tears are allowed
And we're falling to our knees
Disconnected is the feeling of our time
While they're poisoning the well
Of our world and of our mind
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
Silence breeds the fear to conquer
'Crush all our will to wonder
Can we survive with complacency?
Time and time again we realize
I regret the change I've denied
And we get no sympathy
Disconnected is the feeling of our time
And they're poisoning the well
Of our world and of our mind
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
Woke up hungry, starved for answers
Why can't we live our life?
Not be terrorized by hate and greed
Our voices buried when we cry out
Blood, sweat and tears are allowed
And we're falling to our knees
Disconnected is the feeling of our time
And they're poisoning the well
Of our world and of our mind
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
Why can't we live our life?
Not be terrorized by hate and greed
Our voices buried when we cry out
Blood, sweat and tears are allowed
And we're falling to our knees
Disconnected is the feeling of our time
While they're poisoning the well
Of our world and of our mind
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
Silence breeds the fear to conquer
'Crush all our will to wonder
Can we survive with complacency?
Time and time again we realize
I regret the change I've denied
And we get no sympathy
Disconnected is the feeling of our time
And they're poisoning the well
Of our world and of our mind
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
Woke up hungry, starved for answers
Why can't we live our life?
Not be terrorized by hate and greed
Our voices buried when we cry out
Blood, sweat and tears are allowed
And we're falling to our knees
Disconnected is the feeling of our time
And they're poisoning the well
Of our world and of our mind
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
And it feels like we're living in the last days of hope
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Writer(s): Hill Nikki
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