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A World That We Never Made

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โฑ๏ธ 4:10 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Don't fuck with perfection, this really is a masterpiece
The brainchild of assholes with everything to lose
Hellbent on forcing the burden from religion
That demands if you're fucked, you'll stay fucked forever

Try to kill the sound of all your hopes and dreams
It's easy street inside the gears of their machines
Yeah, we do what we can to get by

Like holding back the urge to walk into traffic
And when the worker's rights start cutting into the profits, what's left?
Eleven hour days leave you just enough to forget them

It's just a choice between a gun and a bottle
Don't know which one you'll reach for when you punch out tomorrow
So now get busy dying or get busy forgetting
There's no way to win in a world that you never made

It's reliable failure we've all come to know
At the end of the day misery is all alone
The American dream is just saltpeter and shame
And now we're desperate grabbing a fistful of rain

Try to kill the sound of all your hopes and dreams
It's easy street inside the gears of their machines
Well, we do what we can
Yeah, just do what you can to get by

And stay right where they want you
There to hold onto
Things that will haunt you
Night after night after night

Stay right where they want you
You might believe that it's all true
Can you ignore what will haunt you
Every single night?

All our fears just to keep us down
There's nothing here on our side of town
Nothing's saved, it's been replaced
Now it's buried in the rubble of a world that we never made

All our fears to keep us down
There's nothing here on our side of town
Nothing's saved, it's been replaced
Now it's buried in the rubble of a world that we never made

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:20.82] Don't fuck with perfection, this really is a masterpiece
[00:23.54] The brainchild of assholes with everything to lose
[00:27.14] Hellbent on forcing the burden from religion
[00:29.81] That demands if you're fucked, you'll stay fucked forever
[00:33.45] Try to kill the sound of all your hopes and dreams
[00:38.99] It's easy street inside the gears of their machines
[00:44.33] Yeah, we do what we can to get by
[00:47.96] Like holding back the urge to walk into traffic
[00:50.75] And when the worker's rights start cutting into the profits, what's left?
[00:54.39] Eleven hour days leave you just enough to forget them
[01:00.62] It's just a choice between a gun and a bottle
[01:03.36] Don't know which one you'll reach for when you punch out tomorrow
[01:06.08] So now get busy dying or get busy forgetting
[01:09.76] There's no way to win in a world that you never made
[01:24.26] It's reliable failure we've all come to know
[01:27.80] At the end of the day misery is all alone
[01:30.57] The American dream is just saltpeter and shame
[01:34.23] And now we're desperate grabbing a fistful of rain
[01:37.90] Try to kill the sound of all your hopes and dreams
[01:44.27] It's easy street inside the gears of their machines
[01:49.65] Well, we do what we can
[01:50.22] Yeah, just do what you can to get by
[01:55.70] And stay right where they want you
[02:00.25] There to hold onto
[02:02.91] Things that will haunt you
[02:06.67] Night after night after night
[02:08.11] Stay right where they want you
[02:12.67] You might believe that it's all true
[02:15.38] Can you ignore what will haunt you
[02:18.99] Every single night?
[02:36.17] All our fears just to keep us down
[02:41.60] There's nothing here on our side of town
[02:46.13] Nothing's saved, it's been replaced
[02:51.51] Now it's buried in the rubble of a world that we never made
[02:57.91] All our fears to keep us down
[03:01.58] There's nothing here on our side of town
[03:06.90] Nothing's saved, it's been replaced
[03:12.45] Now it's buried in the rubble of a world that we never made
[03:16.95]

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