Lansing-Dreiden Follow

Weekends seem to pass us by with a flash,
Paychecks lead to cars that lead to a crash,
Have our fill our engines fueled with the gas,
Forces lead us to our nightmare at last,
Bomb the roads and highways, blazing & red,
Feel the pulse of the earth, the pulse in your head,
Now detach your will, throw it into the fire,
To live undead: your one & only desire.

I've been broken before, now I've taken a few steps back,
I laid rest to everyone, they couldn't do me anything but harm,
Always remember the ones that pushed me aside,
No one to guide this shaken mind, they thought for sure it was only a phase,
I discovered that life is seldom kind; is what we're living an eternal lie?

What we're working for, an 'increase,' is it falsified?
A wage, misunderstood as good despite the truth,
We're taking drugs to meet the drugs that do exist inside,
Because they seem to help us get it back.

Cause what we're working for is increase and it's falsified,
A wage, misunderstood as good despite the truth.

I've been locked up before, now I've taken a different track,
I made the pieces into one, I passed the hours living on the run,
Always remember the ones that put me inside,
No one to guide this shaken mind; they thought for sure it was only a phase,
I discovered that life is never kind; that what we live is an eternal lie,