Born into a world so lost the only thing mattering is the cost. Happiness is the price we pay to lay in wait for our demise. Cry after cry people shout at the sky demanding change from some random guy.
Why won't he answer and help you get by? Why wait numb and just hope to die?
I am Jesus from the sky, you are Jesus answer the cries.
Wake up from the trance that's passed down from parents to parents. Go to school and earn your inheritance and hope per chance the stance you take on this great big dance is the same as the guy with the suit and pants.
Thwarted from start were set up with no chance to achieve what is in our heart. We accept our fate as fools who can't achieve their goals. We accept our fate as dead when we can't win the bread. All because we care about what someone else said. Why wait numb when it's us that can shed the light, the weapons that are going to win this fight we our indigo and our future is bright.