Lyrics

There is reason to believe that All of this is vanity But the screen is black So go back and grab your sanity Momma's cooking up connections And she don't need batteries Dishing out rejection For my generation's fallacies All this white noise Badah dah, badah dah It's killing our voice Badah dah, badah dah Screen is back on, so my minds gone Everyday's a chance to meet it Never sing your own song Just sing along and say you need it Cause if the world is at my finger tip Then what's the point of learning Cause it's easier to fit than Sticking out and trying to earn it All this white noise Badah dah, badah dah It's killing our voice Badah dah, badah dah Profane particles Wasted waves They're all the same Profane particles Wasted waves They're all the same All this white noise Badah dah, badah dah It's killing our voice Badah dah, badah dah Take and take till people break then Broadcast to a crowd that screams at you It's a vocal earthquake And it's powered by a feedback loop For will we ever draw the line, or Will progress be the rolling stone Rolling down the bank of time Till reality forecloses the loan
Writer(s): Coleman Weimer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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