Haste Killed Creativity şarkı sözleri

The days blow by in agile moments of clarity and blind despair. With rage so thick it's bittersweet to see a smile come through Here and there. you put your faith in living, but youthful Idealism is no longer welcome here. i'm not dead yet. hopes not Dead yet. a hero's march down scorn filled halls defeats the Charity of last years hell. your vain eyes show no respect, just Loss of recognition broken spirit burnt out will. sing a song of Cynicism a foul smell of shit decay and degradation in the midst Of celebration. i'm not dead yet. hopes not dead yet.