Hurricane

All my thoughts are useless

They keep me from seeing the bright light

Falling down this well now

I’m reaching but it’s too high

Is this the end, the fall of man?

Did we take nothing from the meaning of change for the masses?

We’re never gonna learn

If all we do is take, take, no return

Blame it on the outside, close the curtains

Dare me to explain why we don’t deserve

The land that we fill and the blood that they spilt

Not a selfish intention; an order to kill

Kill, kill, kill, ourselves with the question, destroy or rebuild?

Singing SOS to ourselves

All my thoughts are useless

They keep me from seeing the bright light

Falling down this well now

I’m reaching but it’s too high

It’ll take a hurricane, to clean up all the mess we made

If we’re gonna fly this flag of peace, we’ll need you

We need to dig this up from the roots

And if a God’s looking down we’ll give them something to lose

We’ll give them something to lose

Assailants; second nature hypocrites

Tell me that it’s not as bad as it may seem

Surviving this death trap by the skin of our teeth

Oxygen thieves. Are we just oxygen thieves?

This is survival of the sickest

We’re the casualties that keep living

The same shit over and over again

The end is coming

The end is coming

It’ll take a hurricane, to clean up all the mess we made

If we’re gonna fly this flag of peace, we’ll need you

We need to dig this up from the roots

And if a God’s looking down we’ll give them something to lose

All my thoughts are useless

They keep me from seeing the bright light

Falling down this well now

I’m reaching but it’s too high