We're living in a work of fiction
Just waiting for a reaction
Will the day ever come
When we're no longer on the run
From our sorry state of genuflection
To some self-appointed hanging judge?
Pointing fingers like daggers to backs,
Friendships falling to fashions and factions
If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
Who wants to scream forever?
The words so deafening that no one hears a thing
Maybe it's time to sever ties
Or give me something...
We're living in a world of friction
So should we dispute the conditions
Or give into the constant attrition?
Should we just let it die?
If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
Who wants to scream forever?
The words once so promising
Now no one hears a thing
Maybe it's time to sever ties
Or give me something REAL.
Witch Hunt - Burning Bridges To Nowhere Lyrics
Witch Hunt - Burning Bridges To Nowhere Lyrics
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We're living in a work of fiction
Just waiting for a reaction
Will the day ever come
When we're no longer on the run
From our sorry state of genuflection
To some self-appointed hanging judge?
Pointing fingers like daggers to backs,
Friendships falling to fashions and factions
If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
Who wants to scream forever?
The words so deafening that no one hears a thing
Maybe it's time to sever ties
Or give me something...
We're living in a world of friction
So should we dispute the conditions
Or give into the constant attrition?
Should we just let it die?
If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
Who wants to scream forever?
The words once so promising
Now no one hears a thing
Maybe it's time to sever ties
Or give me something REAL.
Just waiting for a reaction
Will the day ever come
When we're no longer on the run
From our sorry state of genuflection
To some self-appointed hanging judge?
Pointing fingers like daggers to backs,
Friendships falling to fashions and factions
If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
Who wants to scream forever?
The words so deafening that no one hears a thing
Maybe it's time to sever ties
Or give me something...
We're living in a world of friction
So should we dispute the conditions
Or give into the constant attrition?
Should we just let it die?
If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
Who wants to scream forever?
The words once so promising
Now no one hears a thing
Maybe it's time to sever ties
Or give me something REAL.