The State of Us

Fucking hell, the state of me

A bundle of nerves where a man used to be

I did my best to just about stay sane

Breathe in deep, keep my eyes closed, but it’s pretty hard to stay cool and composed

While the world outside your door goes up in flames

Avert my eyes so I can’t see

But it’s still there

The state of me

Fucking hell, the state of you

The most competent person that I ever knew

But lately seems like you’re all at sea

Worn out from kicking furiously

Fighting the currents of apathy

While the water level’s rising constantly

Like a bad dream

Except it’s true

Oh woe is me

The state of you

Fucking hell, the state of us

Lied to so much we don’t know who to trust

It’s hard to be objective any more

Scared to face the truth today

So we hide in our homes and pretend it’s ok

But reality is kicking down the door

Let’s hope we can, because we must

It’s time to change

The state of us