Blackbirds from Violent Grey by Grand Line
Tracklist
| 3. | Blackbirds | 4:12 |
Lyrics
Being an adult is overrated. « Act your age! » I don’t know what that fucking means.
Teenagers who think everything sucks are kinda right. I can’t coincide.
You call this a modern life, I call this a war.
EAT. SLEEP. WORK. DIE.
Slow suicide.
Are we all so stressed? Why do we feel so lonely?
ACCEPT. CONFORM. OBEY.
How can we survive the pressure? Could we ever deal with all of this?
When everyday is your judgment day. When everyday feels like yesterday.
When all you have to do is fuckin' obey.
Let's be honest; I can't escape it because every breath I take is a fucking step towards my death, yeah! Are we all so stressed?
Nothing to do but so much to say. I don't even know what I'm still doing here.
Feels like I'm just watching the world moving on without me.
So we’re dancing with the devil till we die, left behind in the wind. In the deep grey wasteland.
I’m just an other face in the crowd, just an other face in this teenage wasteland.
A wasted voice, a worthless life, another name on a grave.
Another random soul walking straight on the line.
