Red Herring

Finite days of pointless plans
Written by a shackled hand
Born of blood but not a man
A boy without a leg to stand
Efforts made for change in vain
Fate is fate. A name's the way
Brand new faces, results: the same
Round and round we go again

I need a red herring
To distract me from this so-called life
I need to be lied to
Tell me. Tell me it's gonna be fine
Even though I know the truth
Even though I know I'm screwed
Life is better when confused
I just need my thoughts subdued

Capes are donned and flail about
Detached words from collective mouths
Agendas are born and villains are named
But no one knows who's really to blame
Elect me. I'll let you down
I'll say some things to please the crowd
Then accept the bribes as I turn around
Better than death and twice as loud

You need a red herring
To distract you from this so-called life
You need to be lied to
I'll tell you. Tell you it's gonna be fine
Even though you know the truth
Even though you know you're screwed
Life is better when confused
You just need your thoughts subdued

We need a red herring
To distract us from this so-called life
We need to be lied to
Tell us. Tell us it's gonna be fine
Even though we know the truth
Even though we know we're screwed
Life is better when confused
We just need our thoughts subdued