Lyrics

Now show me the cynic With  the weight He  knows is his to bare He gives up He gives in again The  moment we are born We  start to degenerate Wasted potential What  new hell is this? Is this us? Is this me? Are we not free? So sweet, so mechanical I'm  too tired, too fucked And when reason ends It hits me like a truck Through disappointment Through expectations We give up, we give in The big radiating nothing So sweet, so mechanical I'm too tired, too fucked And when reason ends It hits me like a truck Their schools, their values Their standards, their lies Their institutions Their national pride As their words salt the wounds You are soothed By the drone of days Perfectly detached Their schools, their values Their standards, their lies Their institutions Their national pride As their words salt the wounds You are soothed By the drone of days Perfectly detached So sweet, so mechanical I'm too tired, too fucked And when reason ends It hits me like a...