Gasoline - Knuckle Puck

We’ve all been force fed;

full of lies

While each bull and bear bets against the truth

All told we’re free to choose

But all thoughts get drowned out in the noise

And they’ll say we’re just young and paranoid

While making trades behind our backs

With every day spent in the shade, think I’ll watch it burn

Throw gasoline on an open flame

Sit back and wonder who’s to blame

Just can’t stand the same damn endless routine

Cause it’s all gonna lead to a disposable life

It’s bout time you saw more than half the truth

But now it’s too late to cut me loose

So push out the walls till the ceiling falls

While I stare off into the void

Because lately we’re still spun around

Wrapped up in plastic

No solid ground

Here left to stand on

Can’t you feel us suffocating?

So, gasoline on an open flame

Just can’t stand the same damn endless routine

Do you feel me through the black fog?

It’s out of hand, always running on pure anxiety

And it’s all gonna lead to a disposable life

No more lost voice or sore back think I could live with that

No more lost voice or sore back yea, I could live with that

No more lost voice or sore back think I could live with that

No more lost voice or sore back yea, I could live with that

Yea, I could live with that

Think I could live with that