The Architect
Lyrics
Turn off the lights let’s hide where we are
We can survive we could carry on
You’re running out of time to try and find where you might belong
You’re just getting by but maybe you’ve been getting by too long
But I’d rather die than live tomorrow still afraid
And I’d rather dive into the fire than remain
As the slave to the voice in my head to the clock on the wall
To the books that we’ve read that we’ll never recall
To the time that we spend wasting moments to doubt
To the things that you’ve said that you probably left out
Of discussions we had in regards to the lies
That we told to keep hold of our comfortable lives
Every poem let it go sick of writing these lines
If the world doesn’t care if I’m wrong or I’m right
But i know that there’s more to me than 9 to 5 and watching TV
That there’s more to see than the bottom of this bottle when it’s empty
Sick of believing we exist just to expire
When the truth is that we’re living to inspire
Everything that you learned throw it out let it burn
Cuz the way that you were living was rigged for your return
To greatness back to basics fuck a day shift
See through the matrix that they created
To pretend you’re racist to control your wages to untie your laces
Let’s revise the pages and ignite the brain
If we fail to awaken I guess we’ll remain
As the slave to the voice in my head to the clock on the wall
To the books that we’ve read that we’ll never recall
To the time that we spend wasting moments to doubt
To the things that you’ve said that you probably left out
Of discussions we had in regards to the lies
That we told to keep hold of our comfortable lives
Every poem let it go sick of writing these lines
If the world doesn’t care if I’m wrong or I’m right
There’s a voice in my head told me leave or I’m dead
Told me change or be gone said it’s hard to move on
Gotta go hit the road need to learn how to grow
On my own all alone building Rome with a song
You’re right where you belong make the path you’re on
Stronger than before made it through the storm
All the lines are drawn learn to accept the man you are
Came too far to forget
As the slave to the voice in my head to the clock on the wall
To the books that we’ve read that we’ll never recall
To the time that we spend wasting moments to doubt
To the things that you’ve said that you probably left out
Of discussions we had in regards to the lies
That we told to keep hold of our comfortable lives
Every poem let it go sick of writing these lines
If the world doesn’t care if I’m wrong or I’m right
Turn off the lights let’s hide where we are
We can survive we could carry on
You’re running out of time to try and find where you might belong
You’re just getting by but maybe you’ve been getting by too long
But I’d rather die than live tomorrow still afraid
And I’d rather dive into the fire than remain
As the slave to the voice in my head to the clock on the wall
To the books that we’ve read that we’ll never recall
To the time that we spend wasting moments to doubt
To the things that you’ve said that you probably left out
Of discussions we had in regards to the lies
That we told to keep hold of our comfortable lives
Every poem let it go sick of writing these lines
If the world doesn’t care if I’m wrong or I’m right
But i know that there’s more to me than 9 to 5 and watching TV
That there’s more to see than the bottom of this bottle when it’s empty
Sick of believing we exist just to expire
When the truth is that we’re living to inspire
Everything that you learned throw it out let it burn
Cuz the way that you were living was rigged for your return
To greatness back to basics fuck a day shift
See through the matrix that they created
To pretend you’re racist to control your wages to untie your laces
Let’s revise the pages and ignite the brain
If we fail to awaken I guess we’ll remain
As the slave to the voice in my head to the clock on the wall
To the books that we’ve read that we’ll never recall
To the time that we spend wasting moments to doubt
To the things that you’ve said that you probably left out
Of discussions we had in regards to the lies
That we told to keep hold of our comfortable lives
Every poem let it go sick of writing these lines
If the world doesn’t care if I’m wrong or I’m right
There’s a voice in my head told me leave or I’m dead
Told me change or be gone said it’s hard to move on
Gotta go hit the road need to learn how to grow
On my own all alone building Rome with a song
You’re right where you belong make the path you’re on
Stronger than before made it through the storm
All the lines are drawn learn to accept the man you are
Came too far to forget
As the slave to the voice in my head to the clock on the wall
To the books that we’ve read that we’ll never recall
To the time that we spend wasting moments to doubt
To the things that you’ve said that you probably left out
Of discussions we had in regards to the lies
That we told to keep hold of our comfortable lives
Every poem let it go sick of writing these lines
If the world doesn’t care if I’m wrong or I’m right
Writer(s): THOMAS JOSEPH FERRANOLA
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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