Dying on the Vine

Roots laid down
Soul no or sound
Eager ears to the ground
What is lost can be found
In line for the next round
Rich noise, playboys
It's all been done and said
Working everyday from 9am-5pm out all night waking with the dead

Dying on the vine
For the new creation
Yeah, you got it all
In a touch screen nation
Keep your head down
Living in oblivion
Never hang around
Avoid the situation

Wear flowers in your hair
Trade it in for not a single care
When all you got is an endless stare
I know that there's nothing there
Your love is so free
In a meadow of deceit
You know but don't want to believe
That you can be beat

Dying on the vine
For the new creation
Yeah, you got it all in a touch screen nation
Keep your head down
Living in oblivion
Never hang around
Avoid the situation



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Layton, Iii
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