Accessible Losses - Darkest Hour

All you can hope for is

To make a slight connection with

All these clogged receptors it’s

Not getting any better by the look of it

No people just numbers

If you had your way

The world would be

Just a market a fucking market

The meaning is lost when

You put a price tag on it

Well I bought it we all bought it

Warm greetings cold dismissals

It’s all part of this game we play

I don’t need it we don’t need it

You put on your best face

That condescending smile makes me sick

I see through it we all see through it

I know now all you want

To reap the benefit of the loss

Well I took it we all took it

Your intentions transparent

And only now that it’s too late

I regret it I regret it