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lyrics
Trapped in this world destined to crumble,
The human race has made it's final tumble,
We got wars in the east, wars from the west,
Nothing for the people or what's fucking best,
The oil has clogged the gears of the beast,
And led us to the showdown in the middleast,
But we can't back down now it's all to far,
We as humans know who the fuck we are!
We're looking for the a justification for our own actions,
But in the end we're just caught by our own own attractions,
The demand for us to consume and destroy,
The desire to turn the world into a toy,
In the end we'll be the ones to pay the final price,
Bound by our own fucking choice,
Watch as everything around us collapses,
Like nothing's going through our brain's synapses.
We are, we are what we are,
We are, we are what we are,, and we don’t fucking care
We are the sons, of broken nation.
Violence aint what you thought it was supposed to be,
After a while things will stop being so hazy,
Get your first drops of blood, gonna get real quezzy,
After the first kill though it gets real easy,
All of the things that the government does for you,
And now this is what they finally expect of you,
March in your straight lines you know it's true,
Doesn't really matter who's fucking shooting who,
We've been going at this all fucking night,
We just won’t stop, until we’ve all dropped,
We gotta fuel the gears in this wicked machine,
Because that's all our country seems to mean,
Soldiers of fortune on the sands of destiny,
But really it’s just greed getting the best of me,
Nothing is like what it's supposed to be,
We're all just caught in this perpetual misery,
A made up war, from a bunch of made up men,
Who tote on cigars, and tell you to defend,
A bunch of borders they drew on a map,
To keep us divided and all that crap,
But we knew this really all along,
As we stand in single file, marching to the war gong,
Cause what else are we going to do,
If we don’t fight them, they’ll fight with you!
We are we are,
We are the sons, of broken nation,
We are we are,
And now we can't sit her anymore.
We've been in this world where there's nothing but turmoil,
Always collectively digging ourselves a new shithole,
That we gotta dig outta again,
While instead of making a change, we just try to defend
Our old destitute ways that made us who we are today,
We’d rather destroy it all, then turn a new page,
We are the most senseless creature on any of these planets,
Destroyings our habitat with our habits.
credits
from Broken,
released October 14, 2015
Vocals, lyrics, beats, production, mixing, and mastering by Matt "theProphet" Smith
Photography by Bailee F
Picture Editing by Tom Musik
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