1758

What led us toward this disaster
Turn of the key you submit to your master
Thrown into the fires of submission
We put too much trust in our blind indecision

Our flaws, exposed
Went up in a cloud of smoke
Our fears, dictate
The reality that we create

How can we hope to make it through
This world we created was just for you
Can't escape this needless hatred
Endless violence there's a gun to your head

Our flaws, exposed
Went up in a cloud of smoke
Our fears, dictate
The reality that we create

We can't go on like this
I wish I could see home again
Before, I end up like them
I wish I could see home
AGAIN!

BUT I WON'T

Don't make the same repeated mistakes
History should have taught us this anyway
Did we not learn from them in the first place
Generation to generation, it's the same!

Our flaws, exposed
Went up in a cloud of smoke
Our fears, dictate
The reality that we create



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Dallaway
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