How Have We All Become Such Ghosts of Our Time

Lyrics:
Well we fight the majority
Who's armed with torches and knives
And we can never seem to beat them
In any type of fight

They always over run us
Into the darkness of the night
And our backs are turned as we
Dash away from them in fright

And I just don't understand
Why we battle with the band
And argue with them
Yet we can never overcome

The lights down on broadway
Are so dark tonight
That we have to make our own way
Through the city of fright

The Anarchist in all of us
Fights to be free
Yet we're caught in a trap called
Corporate torturing

And I just don't comprehend
Why we battle with these men
And argue with them
Yet we never overcome

And tis' the season to be happy
Tis' the season to be jolly
Yet I can't sing anymore
Because this holy day ain't very holy

It was stolen from us by the corporations
Saint Nick is selling me the latest contraption
Buy one soon, cause 50% slashed
Away from the price of that trash

And I just don't understand
If we have a grand in hand
All we do is buy up the store
And we come back for more

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Acoustic
• Anti-Folk
• Evan
• Persing
• Original