The End of the Century

Lyrics
Sometimes I just wanna fly Sometimes I just wanna die Life is so full of dichotomy It's so plain to see The only sane choice is insanity [?] (Insanity) [?] Won't you please forgive me? (Insanity) [?] Won't you please forgive me? Welcome to the land of plenty We're all so busy In our quest for permanence We lose sight of the relative unimportance of our conquest To see who can produce the most trash before you die [?] (Before you die) [?] Won't you please forgive me? (Before you die) [?] Won't you please forgive me? Welcome to the end of the century Life is so easy Wouldn't it be nice if we could find a compromise Between technology and the well being of the Earth That grants us every goddamn thing we need? Everything we need You can't see the sun rise When the buildings have grown too tall to see the skies And the smog is too thick to be pierced by your eyes By your eyes By your eyes You can't feel the rain fall down When you're locked in a box, nailed to the ground And the muffled cries for help are the only sound The only sound (sound, sound) The only sound, sound, sound The only sound, sound, sound The only sound (sound, sound)
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Credits
- Writers
- Jeff Ott