Birth of The Economic Hit Man
Uprising within us
A sense of total disillusion
About what we're made of
And where we want to be
It's not so important to collect as many things as we can
Before our time is up
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost graciously
We become everything we criticize
Light gives way and shadows peel open our eyes
Blinding us within
Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred
Oh, nothing is sacred
Maybe we have to
Forget everything we learned
About where we came from
To find out where we need to go
It's not so important to collect as many coins
From the fountain before our time is up
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost graciously
We become everything we criticize
Light gives way and shadows peel open our eyes
Blinding us within
Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred
Oh, nothing is sacred
Oh, nothing is sacred
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost
Lost
A sense of total disillusion
About what we're made of
And where we want to be
It's not so important to collect as many things as we can
Before our time is up
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost graciously
We become everything we criticize
Light gives way and shadows peel open our eyes
Blinding us within
Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred
Oh, nothing is sacred
Maybe we have to
Forget everything we learned
About where we came from
To find out where we need to go
It's not so important to collect as many coins
From the fountain before our time is up
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost graciously
We become everything we criticize
Light gives way and shadows peel open our eyes
Blinding us within
Nothing is sacred, nothing is sacred
Oh, nothing is sacred
Oh, nothing is sacred
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Our life is more than a side effect
We must learn to be lost
Lost
Credits
Writer(s): Colin Frangicetto, Steve Clifford, Anthony Green, Nick Beard, Brendan Ekstrom
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.