Broken Telephone - Structures

Gone with the wind

You came unseen and left unheard

Deception hides in the face of the breed you created

The mess that you made

Will surely be swept off you feet and underneath the carpet of our eyes

But enough is enough

With your lies

Because I’m young and I’m pissed off at the way you let the world run

Paid my prescription and then I hear that you gave it way to someone

Who is truly not in need

I’ll bite off the hand that feeds us shit

The mouth of the greedy and innocent

Would both go hand in hand

But one hand is missing

And the other one’s kissing the asses of Americans

«Land of the free»

And home of the liars, deceit and Jesus Christ

I thought I heard you crying in the night

'Cause no one buys that shit you disguise as gold

The lies you told are growing thing with the world

They all sound the same

You promised a change

So clean up the mess that you’ve made

I will never see eye to eye with you

I will always see eye to eye with you

(With you)

You should call yourself a liar

'Cause all that you know are the fables you’re fed

I will never see eye to eye with you

I will always see eye to eye with you

(With you)

Save your sorry breath

We’re books on a shelf

Coated in wealth

The letters we’re filled with are dressed in shit

Paper in plastic wrap

All we are is paper in plastic on a shelf

Wrapped in golden lies

You came unseen and left unheard

Deception hides in the face of the breed you created

The mess that you made

Will surely be swept off you feet and underneath the carpet of our eyes

But enough is enough

With your lies

All you know is a broken telephone

All you know is a broken telephone