Join the land of the living
We don't know where we're going
Paper controls society's downfall
We all have eyes on the back of our heads
We're all afraid
Cold cotton against my eyes
Join the land of the living
The dead walking by
A path nothing but the same
Everyone's going insane
Nothing but the same
They thought they could pass us by
A consequential risk of the blind
Feet tired of running away
History that will catch up to us
We have planes to fly away
We have money to make us greedy
We have food to make us hungry
We have drugs to make us numb
Join the land of the living
The dead walking by
A path nothing but the same
Everyone's going insane
Nothing but the same
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Midnight Priests - Land of the Living Lyrics
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Join the land of the living
We don't know where we're going
Paper controls society's downfall
We all have eyes on the back of our heads
We're all afraid
Cold cotton against my eyes
Join the land of the living
The dead walking by
A path nothing but the same
Everyone's going insane
Nothing but the same
They thought they could pass us by
A consequential risk of the blind
Feet tired of running away
History that will catch up to us
We have planes to fly away
We have money to make us greedy
We have food to make us hungry
We have drugs to make us numb
Join the land of the living
The dead walking by
A path nothing but the same
Everyone's going insane
Nothing but the same
We don't know where we're going
Paper controls society's downfall
We all have eyes on the back of our heads
We're all afraid
Cold cotton against my eyes
Join the land of the living
The dead walking by
A path nothing but the same
Everyone's going insane
Nothing but the same
They thought they could pass us by
A consequential risk of the blind
Feet tired of running away
History that will catch up to us
We have planes to fly away
We have money to make us greedy
We have food to make us hungry
We have drugs to make us numb
Join the land of the living
The dead walking by
A path nothing but the same
Everyone's going insane
Nothing but the same
Writer: Qiyam Neave
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