The Great Divide

The Great Divide (生死关头) - F**ked Up

Out damned spot out I say

Overseeing the damage we create

Stuck the knife to the hilt

Now I'm the one who bears the guilt

Just a bard in dress

Sing the songs life's a mess

A fib every time I say I'm free

War is over battle's done

We're brokenhearted and evil won

Lick our wounds to satiate

An overwhelming urge to retaliate

Heads down hides the shame

Of a reluctant agent of change

We'll carry that burden for eternity

With ashen faces and extended fingers

We point the blame for what's been done

But with mouths agape we find a way to sing along

With reddened faces and pointed fingers

We express disdain at what's been done

Yet we all know the words to sing along to the songs

The better days that we extol

Were wasted away by youthful fools

We ushered in all that corrupts

Now we're downing in the glut

Are our dreams worth any more

Than the ones that came before

Why can't we accept the responsibility

With ashen faces and extended fingers

We point the blame for what's been done

But with mouths agape we find a way to sing along

With reddened faces and pointed fingers

We express disdain at what's been done

Yet we all know the words to sing along to the songs

For a second I figured it out

But it fell apart

For a second I thought it out

But it fell apart

For a second it all made sense

But it fell apart

For a second I made peace with it

But it fell apart

Why should I be any special

Why should I feel conflicted

Why should I be any different

This is what we inflicted

With ashen faces and extended fingers

We point the blame for what's been done

But with mouths agape we find a way to sing along

With reddened faces and pointed fingers

We express disdain at what's been done

Yet we all know the words to sing along to the songs