Blow Time Mr.

Acts of man devise a plan
What would've been better for everyone
Prepare yourself there will be no rapture
Only chaos we're about to suffer

Filthy and discomforting
Right now it is becoming
Your mind starts to stray
On your knees you're down to beg

We are
Going nowhere
Starving eyes
Projecting blank stare
Men will ignore
Each other's cries
We killed ourselves
With our own minds

Try to set a faster pace
You want to be the master race?
You and me want to have it all
There are no brakes we're hitting the wall

Rubbish left behind to rot
To suffer the slow decay of hurt
Horrid kind evolved we are
Planet of ours, we inflict the scars

We are
Going nowhere
Starving eyes
Projecting blank stare
Men will ignore
Each other's cries
We killed ourselves
With our own minds

It's blow time mister



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Braga
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