thanks to hyena for the very appropriate song.
are we running so far from facing the numbers
who clash in an empty room
for false visions we search and the reflections consume
but the mirror is everyone's tomb
what we'll find in the waste of time
all these self-hating days in the image maze
losing sight of our roots in the empty shells
where everyone fights themselves, selves
everyone fights themselves, selves
i'm tired of looking out from
blank eyes
i get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
outside
watching gridlock in the window
blank eyes
i get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
outside
another answer for our crimes
and i get so tired of waiting for it
to find the truth in everything rejected
i get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
another day between the lines
rooftop to rooftop screaming out into the sky
we fight the war inside us turning answers into questions
through all this vanity we'll fight till soul rebuild
fools gold what we had, symptoms of a world gone mad
the world's lies, the masses' cry
children's lives spent sewing up our cheap disguise
losing sight of our roots in the cathode rays
amnesia for the end of our days, days
amnesia for the end of our days, days
i'm tired of looking out from
blank eyes
i get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
outside
until it's nothing special
blank eyes
i get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
outside
another answer for our crimes
and i get so tired of waiting for it
to find the truth in everything rejected
i get so tired of waiting, tired of waiting
another day between the lines
we're all gone dead
what we reject
we're all gone dead
what we reject
we're all gone dead
what we reject
wake up everyone
blank eyes, tired of waiting
outside
here i am
blank eyes, tired of waiting
and tired of wasting it all away
outside
here i am