Why do we hide? (Fear)
What have we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
The world goin' to pot
Our foundation is rotten
Turn over the soil
Someday give up on the oil
Start something from scratch
Instead of itching the rash
When the air filled with ash
What'll we do with the trash?
Smash gastro pubs with the Cash Bros
Astro-guides and blackholes
Speed past those lies and sad ghosts
Good times with great minds
Aligned in space time
Dodge fools & wave bye to fake vibes
Why do we hide? (Fear)
What have we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
We don't treat anything ever as hallowed ground
We just take what we want
Swallow it down
Get the food all delivered
Barely learn to prepare it
In some ways it's embarrassing
Just to be an American
But we blessed still I know
We got these iPhones
A hypocrite; I'm sold on digital lifestyle too
Is there some way to reconcile the truth?
When everything ain't what it seems
Who are we trying to fool
The science is skewed
The church is confused
And the words are misused
Poisonous news
All murder abuse the burdens of proof
And in the midst, what are we learning to do?
...Day by day, who are we turning into?
When we hide (Fear)
All we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
The world goin' to pot
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Why do we hide? (Fear)
What have we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
The world goin' to pot
Our foundation is rotten
Turn over the soil
Someday give up on the oil
Start something from scratch
Instead of itching the rash
When the air filled with ash
What'll we do with the trash?
Smash gastro pubs with the Cash Bros
Astro-guides and blackholes
Speed past those lies and sad ghosts
Good times with great minds
Aligned in space time
Dodge fools & wave bye to fake vibes
Why do we hide? (Fear)
What have we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
We don't treat anything ever as hallowed ground
We just take what we want
Swallow it down
Get the food all delivered
Barely learn to prepare it
In some ways it's embarrassing
Just to be an American
But we blessed still I know
We got these iPhones
A hypocrite; I'm sold on digital lifestyle too
Is there some way to reconcile the truth?
When everything ain't what it seems
Who are we trying to fool
The science is skewed
The church is confused
And the words are misused
Poisonous news
All murder abuse the burdens of proof
And in the midst, what are we learning to do?
...Day by day, who are we turning into?
When we hide (Fear)
All we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
The world goin' to pot
What have we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
The world goin' to pot
Our foundation is rotten
Turn over the soil
Someday give up on the oil
Start something from scratch
Instead of itching the rash
When the air filled with ash
What'll we do with the trash?
Smash gastro pubs with the Cash Bros
Astro-guides and blackholes
Speed past those lies and sad ghosts
Good times with great minds
Aligned in space time
Dodge fools & wave bye to fake vibes
Why do we hide? (Fear)
What have we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
We don't treat anything ever as hallowed ground
We just take what we want
Swallow it down
Get the food all delivered
Barely learn to prepare it
In some ways it's embarrassing
Just to be an American
But we blessed still I know
We got these iPhones
A hypocrite; I'm sold on digital lifestyle too
Is there some way to reconcile the truth?
When everything ain't what it seems
Who are we trying to fool
The science is skewed
The church is confused
And the words are misused
Poisonous news
All murder abuse the burdens of proof
And in the midst, what are we learning to do?
...Day by day, who are we turning into?
When we hide (Fear)
All we found? (Life)
What's up inside? (Love)
Look all around (Pain)
Dollar signs (Money)
It's fallin' down (The world)
I hear the times (Now)
Callin' out
The world goin' to pot
Writer: Brodie Peterson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid