Deep Six - empty art Lyrics

I wake up in the middle of a street
The sky is red, I feel the cracks in the pavement underneath my feet
I can't tell if it's midnight or morning
All these carbon copy, cut and paste, picket gatehouses speak the same warning
"Empty art is worse than no art at all"
We're bringing back the honesty, we may sound rough but at least we mean it
I'm tired of seeing paintings void of soul on the Louvre's walls
Cut my wrists and inside my veins, you'll find all my lyrics

In a world where everything's the same
We're drowning in the sound of suburbia
They kill you if you have your own brain
But I'm seeing things straight, I see my own fate
In a world where everything's the same
We're killing in the name of suburbia
They beat you if you have your own face
But I'm seeing things straight, now I see my own fate

I see the past in the pain
The millions of children whose parents won't call them by their name
We don't want your hate parade
So I'm standing with the people who are beaten and broken for the way they're made
A vapid life is worse than no life at all
We're bringing back the honesty, you can f*ck me up but I won't stop fighting
I'm tired of seeing people full of pain, with fake smiles on their face
Instead of talking about their trouble 'cause they're punished if they're not the same

In a world where everything's the same
We're drowning in the sound of suburbia
They beat you if you have your own face
But I'm seeing things straight, yeah, I see my own fate
It's a world where you gotta play the game
You break their rules, they chew you up and spit you out
They kill you if you have your own brain, so I'm
I'm floating in a state of suburbia

We're killing in, we're killing in the
We're killing in the name of suburbia
We're killing in, we're killing in the
We're killing in the name of suburbia

In a world where everything's the same
We're drowning in the sound of suburbia
They kill you if you have your own
Brain, but I'm seeing things straight, yeah, I see my own fate
In a world where everything's the same
We're killing in the name of suburbia
They beat you if you have your own face
I'm floating in a state of suburbia