Sunken

Three bulls stood tall, paper, man and concrete born
They exist to confine the raptured, huddled on the floor
I pressed myself between the cracks of their pallid home
All I have found.
Best not tell, best not tell anyone
Oh

And though I couldn't prevent their fall
I endeavored to save them all
what is the cost?

Propaganda they sell fear, form of belief here
I can't buy it

I know sanity's fleeting, but I believe this
It'll all change

Yeah, I mean, Sure there's times
I look up at the sky when im driving sometimes, look up over the horizon
and imagine that I can see forever
Past the stars...
If you think about it, the universe is expanding, you're bound to run into something
I guess I just wonder if maybe they figured it out better
There's a lot of pain in living,
I hear the word resiliency thrown around a lot, and hope
For what?
I plan to use the time I have while I'm here



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Writer(s): Alan Hodge
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