From the Jester to You
If we say our goodbyes now
Leave the past behind and figure out
Our Skeletons all seem to crawl out
They always fester in our minds
Lock away the demons from beneath my eyes
But will you let them try to drag you down
When did we get so cynical
When did we give up on ourselves
Finding calmness in the storm
When it's slowly surrounding us
So grab your pitchfork
We might end up in hell
Will you fight with me
Will we admit defeat
We thrive in sadness
They dress me up in drag
I admit defeat, don't admit defeat
We live in madness here politics don't stand
It's blood that you want it's blood that you got
Come one and all
To this charade that we call life
Trapped in a box so you'd never feel lost
But its your mind that's trapped you
Take me away
Lock me up cause I won't play your game
Sick of it all
What was it all for
We play pretend, the jester at your funeral
What is it all really for
You failed you
Lost to soon why do we play the fool
For you
Live it up kid
Make it hard for us to live
Shovel coal for the fire pits
They've been burning for centuries now
We're living in our hell
With people who would kill
For a taste of the good life
A taste of your good life
We thrive in sadness winter must be cold
For those without memories warm memories
We live in madness here politics don't stand
For my fire that you stoke
Your life has been revoked
Leave the past behind and figure out
Our Skeletons all seem to crawl out
They always fester in our minds
Lock away the demons from beneath my eyes
But will you let them try to drag you down
When did we get so cynical
When did we give up on ourselves
Finding calmness in the storm
When it's slowly surrounding us
So grab your pitchfork
We might end up in hell
Will you fight with me
Will we admit defeat
We thrive in sadness
They dress me up in drag
I admit defeat, don't admit defeat
We live in madness here politics don't stand
It's blood that you want it's blood that you got
Come one and all
To this charade that we call life
Trapped in a box so you'd never feel lost
But its your mind that's trapped you
Take me away
Lock me up cause I won't play your game
Sick of it all
What was it all for
We play pretend, the jester at your funeral
What is it all really for
You failed you
Lost to soon why do we play the fool
For you
Live it up kid
Make it hard for us to live
Shovel coal for the fire pits
They've been burning for centuries now
We're living in our hell
With people who would kill
For a taste of the good life
A taste of your good life
We thrive in sadness winter must be cold
For those without memories warm memories
We live in madness here politics don't stand
For my fire that you stoke
Your life has been revoked
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Mcclellan
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