All blurred, no resolution
All scared, self mutilation
Black hole, no salvation
All gone, mass annihilation
I pray, you say it had to come one day
I die, you cry, you sit here and wonder why
We failed the next generation
We raped to our satisfaction
Now we pray, human taxation
Self loathe, quiet desperation
I bleed, you feed, we must plant the new seed.
I try, you lie, taps scream out worldwide.
We hate, discriminate, initiate the new state
We scream, full steam, must begin the new dream
We feel it's not real, let's start the new deal.
We're taught, wars fought.
Let's create the new god
I say no more, you can't keep score.
Dog day afternoon
Fallout all too soon
Bright hopes, dark skies lights out
Bright hopes, dark skies, lights out,
as we say our last goodbyes.
DOUG WEEMS, JASON PAGE, JUSTIN THIRSK, PAT IVIE
Universal Music Publishing Group