Sign Of The Times

What is the root of all madness?
We idle watching our screens
When the frames become violence
The eyes never leave their seats
It takes a second to seep in
Feeling a need to show it
To whos deemed worthy
you see
Desensitized and morbidly curiously free
It's just a sign of the times
But we like and weave it
Let it grow in our cells
It's takes so much up in our heads
it's like a personal hell
Whenever you picture that fear
No wonder we're all empty
We all w
itness a war
Most of us are safe
as we go off to work
Ah fuck
It's just a sign of the times
I just want to feel for a second
All of your favourite bands talk about feeling
Feeling, not feeling
(Chorus)