We are not the images we see


I refuse to

follow the fashion to its end

hypocrisy

is killing me

on the rights of your wealth

I disagree

this puppets culture scars our tongues

with what's unsung

but we're not finished

we're not done

illusions of their fucking progress

are always fed to us

but innocence can rise again

redemption

a healing trust

from the depths of their false dreams

rebuilding, rebuilding

nothing for their war

nothing anymore


are we all guilty ?

are we all guilty ?

the greed inside me

waiting for our share


stand up now

rebuilding

nothing for their war

nothing anymore


we're all addicted born

with desperation, scorn

for hopes and dreams to mourn

the time we did not dare


( but it's not there )


stand up, speak out

to define a future


we live in silence pulling in

it's what we're in this for

gotta stop the war

we buy and buy hypocrisy

what are we in this for ?

gotta stop the war


I refuse to

carry the flag of this country

of golden guns and cynics puns

as the rights of your wealth walk over me

from the depths of these false dreams

we're addicted born

waiting at the window

for the coming storm


we're all addicted born

with desperation scorn

our hopes and dreams to mourn

the time we did not dare

to change the future

and respect our past

illusions that are fed

are passing through

and they won't last


we are not the images we see