Album: The Silver Cord
What great risk to truly live,
We could die alone
Self proclaimed meaning of bliss,
Is getting what we're owed
It's always getting what we're owed
I am like a machine,
All that I really need is medicine,
And then I'll fall fast asleep
In my dream like state,
I'll pretend I'm unscathed
But when I wake my resilience fades
When I wake up my resilience fades
How long? How long?
How long, long?
I know there's more to life than slavery,
I'm tired of dying
I know there's more to life than drinking,
The soul sick medicine
Oh no, no I'll never listen or do what I'm told
At 24 you'd think I'd hold my speech,
Instead of mix you a cocktail,
Some truth and some slander,
And never practice what I preach,
And never practice what I preach
How long? How long?
How long, long?
I know there's more to life than slavery,
I'm tired of dying
I know there's more to life than drinking,
The soul sick medicine
I know there's more to life than slavery,
I'm tired of dying
I know there's more to life than drinking,
The soul sick medicine