And in the end I will show you that this life is only madness
Can we filter out the toxicity
And find worth in the static
We build and build, we forget the model
We design the madness and we paint it gold
Swarming and spiraling
Burning at both ends
A blur on the horizon
We fail to keep site over and over again
Open your palms up, resist the current
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
With pressure, we creak and we bend
Crimson feet, trample our joints
We splinter and break
We suffer again
We become a path others used to take
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you
We slog side by side
Become a path others used to take
Lost in the static, just to suffer the same
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
Hold me up and join me on the horizon
Kill what's left of the inner glow
Giving up the ghost, growing cold
We never begin (we never begin)
Our own feet, trample our joints, we burn at both ends
A blur on the horizon
We become a path others used to take
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you
We slog side by side
(Lost in the static, lost in the static)
We build and build, we forget the model
We design the madness and paint it gold
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
I am not your father's son (lost in the static)
And you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
