Chipped, cracked, before I knew
Shattered and pierced right through
How I cried deep inside
Blood spilling on the floor
You seemed to want for more
No-one cared, they just stared
Tell me, what has become of this excuse for life we're living now
Prying and paranoid, you try to fill the void
Watching rain fall again
Nothing has any worth, tears fall from Mother Earth
On her knees, no-one sees
Tell me, why do we wake to this excuse for life we're living now
Heads came up out of the sand, nobody lent me a hand
To busy doing their thing, they didn't feel anything
What has become of this pretence of life we're living now
Why wake for the life we're living now"
Carl Eaton - Wreckage Lyrics
Carl Eaton - Wreckage Lyrics
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Chipped, cracked, before I knew
Shattered and pierced right through
How I cried deep inside
Blood spilling on the floor
You seemed to want for more
No-one cared, they just stared
Tell me, what has become of this excuse for life we're living now
Prying and paranoid, you try to fill the void
Watching rain fall again
Nothing has any worth, tears fall from Mother Earth
On her knees, no-one sees
Tell me, why do we wake to this excuse for life we're living now
Heads came up out of the sand, nobody lent me a hand
To busy doing their thing, they didn't feel anything
What has become of this pretence of life we're living now
Why wake for the life we're living now"
Shattered and pierced right through
How I cried deep inside
Blood spilling on the floor
You seemed to want for more
No-one cared, they just stared
Tell me, what has become of this excuse for life we're living now
Prying and paranoid, you try to fill the void
Watching rain fall again
Nothing has any worth, tears fall from Mother Earth
On her knees, no-one sees
Tell me, why do we wake to this excuse for life we're living now
Heads came up out of the sand, nobody lent me a hand
To busy doing their thing, they didn't feel anything
What has become of this pretence of life we're living now
Why wake for the life we're living now"
Writer: Carl Eaton
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music