Circadian
Uncertainty
Dwelling on my mind, this fever dream
It's you and me and everything
Complacency
Nothing here to see just go back to sleep
Generation left wandering
We're working backwards hanging on the branches
Of our fading dreams
You'll take your share or see it burnt to ashes
There's more to this, it seems
Lost in everything
Newsprint circling
Oh, caught between the fabric of the lies and discontent
Oh, watch it fall apart in half time
Oh, caught between the promise of the rust and could have been
Oh, falling behind
District lines turned battlegrounds
Watch the bullshit falling from your mouth
Fickle fragile egos
Plastic skin in sheep's clothes
Stake your claim while there's something left to brag about
I can say anything I want to
And you'll want more. There's always more
What you act out is what you'll be
Act a fool you'll see
What we act out is what we'll be
But everyone is sleeping
I sleep. I dream.
I make things up that you would never say
And I sing them out to you sweetly
Caught you praying to prophets on a glowing screen
Don't tell your friends you lack that Christian conviction
Wear down the middle man with constant distractions
There's nothing left you've taken everything you can, everything
Dwelling on my mind, this fever dream
It's you and me and everything
Complacency
Nothing here to see just go back to sleep
Generation left wandering
We're working backwards hanging on the branches
Of our fading dreams
You'll take your share or see it burnt to ashes
There's more to this, it seems
Lost in everything
Newsprint circling
Oh, caught between the fabric of the lies and discontent
Oh, watch it fall apart in half time
Oh, caught between the promise of the rust and could have been
Oh, falling behind
District lines turned battlegrounds
Watch the bullshit falling from your mouth
Fickle fragile egos
Plastic skin in sheep's clothes
Stake your claim while there's something left to brag about
I can say anything I want to
And you'll want more. There's always more
What you act out is what you'll be
Act a fool you'll see
What we act out is what we'll be
But everyone is sleeping
I sleep. I dream.
I make things up that you would never say
And I sing them out to you sweetly
Caught you praying to prophets on a glowing screen
Don't tell your friends you lack that Christian conviction
Wear down the middle man with constant distractions
There's nothing left you've taken everything you can, everything
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Saal
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