Testo Dead End Days - Cursive
Testo della canzone Dead End Days (Cursive), tratta dall'album Devourer
Dead end days, all we get is poorer
Painting ourselves into a corner
Dead end days burdened on your shoulder
That chip is growing like a tumor
Spreading across your equator
Dead end days, how did we end up so lost
Who can afford a home
Who qualifies for business loans
The banks are our masters
So bring on the pile of debt
We've all got a ransom on our heads
Some bigger than others
Dead end days, living on the fringes
Fake smiles buckle at the hinges
Dead end days, crumple up your wish list
Some folks are luckier than others
Some folks are bound to be smothered
Dead end days, everybody's so pissed off
Gone are the dreams of youth
Gone are the creeds and absolutes
We've lost all conviction
If only a ray of truth
Would part through the clouds so destitute
A beautiful beacon
If only
If only life were a story
All our hopes and cares and boats
Would be docked along the
Shores of weekend homes
If only, if only
But that's no reality
Life is like a bowl of grapes
Stomped on until bitter wine is made
If only
If only life were a story
All our bones would never break
Crashing like atoms on the interstate
If only, if only
But that's not reality
Life is fine but short on time
Best to adapt to your cul-de-sac
Credits
Writer(s): Tim Kasher, Ted Stevens, Matt Maginn, Patrick Newbery, Megan Siebe, Pat Oakes
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