Shadows of Defeat

Album cover art for "Shadows of Defeat" by Good Riddance

Good Riddance - Rock, Punk Rock

Shadows of Defeat

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"When we look at modern man we have to face the fact that modern man suffers from a kind of poverty of the spirit which stands in glaring contrast to his scientific and technological abundance. We've learned to fly the air like birds, we've learned to swim the seas like fish, and yet we haven't learned to walk the Earth like brothers and sisters." These walls keep closing in I'm just a mannequin Whoa! it's time to go Don't come too close to me I can't find no space to breath Whoa! it's time to go My touch the kiss of death More sick with every breath I just can't seem to slow it down now Why line up to conform Why wear a uniform to grow old and die In this same fucking town Obsessed with misery Life holds no joy for me Whoa! it's time to go No colors only gray I die a little everyday Whoa! it's time to go My touch the kiss of death More sick with every breath I just can't seem to slow it down now Why line up to conform Why wear a uniform to grow old and die In this same fucking town I'm born wrong too dead to feel Wake up it's all to real Whoa! it's time to go Switched off there's no more pain Padded walls I'm half insane Whoa! it's time to go My touch the kiss of death More sick with every breath I just can't seem to slow it down now Why line up to conform Why wear a uniform to grow old and die In this same fucking town

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Writers
  • Russ Rankin