Cultures
Well I had that dream last night
The one where my mother's dead
I'm not alright, I don't feel so tight
I don't like this place, I gotta escape
Gotta wake up bring myself back to consciousness
That I lost so long ago (So long, so long)
Do you remember when we were living better than
I know you think I can
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
But biography ain't destiny
Get the best of me?
Merely trajectory
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
We got the mindset that we are our past
We're so divided, aristocrat or outcast
But I don't believe in magic
'Cause it just all seems to fade away and end tragically
I'm so sick to death of it
I don't believe in karma neither
Only me
Guess who taught me that?
Johnny Lennon when he talk about God
I just can't see it any other way
It makes me so mad
If you had all that power to stop everything happening bad
But you let it happen anyway
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
But biography ain't destiny
Get the best of me?
Merely trajectory
We got the mindset that we are our past
We're so divided, aristocrat or outcast
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
We got the mindset that we are our past
We're so divided, aristocrat or outcast
The one where my mother's dead
I'm not alright, I don't feel so tight
I don't like this place, I gotta escape
Gotta wake up bring myself back to consciousness
That I lost so long ago (So long, so long)
Do you remember when we were living better than
I know you think I can
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
But biography ain't destiny
Get the best of me?
Merely trajectory
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
We got the mindset that we are our past
We're so divided, aristocrat or outcast
But I don't believe in magic
'Cause it just all seems to fade away and end tragically
I'm so sick to death of it
I don't believe in karma neither
Only me
Guess who taught me that?
Johnny Lennon when he talk about God
I just can't see it any other way
It makes me so mad
If you had all that power to stop everything happening bad
But you let it happen anyway
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
But biography ain't destiny
Get the best of me?
Merely trajectory
We got the mindset that we are our past
We're so divided, aristocrat or outcast
We are a therapy culture
Of old farmers and soldiers
We got the mindset that we are our past
We're so divided, aristocrat or outcast
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Writer(s): Matthew Bowe
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