paroles de chanson Fallen - Locksmith
It's
like
uhhh,
everybody's
looking
for
answers,
i
don't
have
em
I
woke
up
feeling
helpless,
the
television
depresses
me,
emotional
propaganda
represses
me
I
try
to
spread
love
instead
but
every
time
i
look
up
another
body
is
bled,
another
quota
is
feed
Another
death
no
indictment,
the
media
reacts
with
excitement
The
right
wing
says
poor
people
are
criminals.
Natural
law,
these
deaths
are
the
residuals
A
necessary
means
that
justify
the
ends,
in
order
to
survive
we
sacrificing
limbs
The
system
is
implied,
you
wanna
get
out
alive?
you
either
fall
in
line
or
you
wind
up
like
them
And
this
is
just
the
root
of
a
bigger
issue
that
lingers,
conspiracy
theorists
scream
more
coffins
for
FEMA
Worse
case
you
could've
shot
him
in
his
femur,
we
all
have
to
answer
to
time,
the
redeemer
Feels
like
I've
been
falling,
falling
far
away
Feels
like
no
tomorrow,
so
i
hold
on
today
Feels
like
I've
been
falling,
falling
far
away
Feels
like
no
tomorrow,
so
i
hold
on
today
I
went
to
sleep
feeling
restless,
the
internet
depresses
me,
instead
actually
talking
you'd
rather
message
me
I
think
about
having
kids
and
leaving
a
legacy,
we
embrace
fake
and
avoid
truth
like
leprosy
(We
equate
fate
to
attention
and
seek
it
desperately,
focus
on
the
sythem
instead
of
the
discrepancies)
As
long
as
I'm
alive
and
respected,
i
never
understand
how
we're
so
disconnected
Infected
with
a
plague
that
instead
hounds
humility,
the
dirty
little
secret
we
dread
and
count
ability
They
must
account
for
the
countless
amount
of
victims,
we
must
account
for
the
ignorance
we
depicting
And
this
is
just
a
root
of
a
dying
tree
that
is
poisoned,
you
can't
just
cut
you
must
dig
up
to
avoid
it
Runs
deeper
than
bloody
sneakers
and
badges,
violence
is
part
of
our
culture,
utter
madness
Feels
like
I've
been
falling,
falling
far
away
Feels
like
no
tomorrow,
so
i
hold
on
today
Feels
like
I've
been
falling,
falling
far
away
Feels
like
no
tomorrow,
so
i
hold
on
today
If
there's
heaven
above
then
there's
hell
below,
some
people
are
born
rich,
some
inherently
broke
Some
hide
behind
a
mask
that
they
carry
a
cloak,
too
afraid
to
let
their
transparencies
show
If
you
look
past
the
image
that
people
use
to
buffer,
you
most
likely
find
a
broken
soul
that
suffers
Our
only
threat
is
us,
when
its
said
then
there's
nothing
to
discuss
I'm
talking
about
race,
sex,
class,
religion,
anything
we
can
to
expand
our
division
No
need
for
repetition,
yeah
you
here
but
you
never
really
listen
Feels
like
I've
been
falling,
falling
far
away
Feels
like
no
tomorrow,
so
i
hold
on
today
Feels
like
I've
been
falling,
falling
far
away
Feels
like
no
tomorrow,
so
i
hold
on
today
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