Would You Be Impressed?

Would You Be Impressed - Streetlight Manifesto

Would you be upset if I told you we were dying

And every cure they gave us was a lie

Oh

They mean it when they say we're dead and doomed

And every single symptom brings us closer to the tomb

And who will take the credit for our swift impending fall

Because it's not my fault

Would you be impressed

If I said that the dead would help us counting

Every single moment that we waste our time

All the time we're spending

Vaccinating this disease

I just get dizzy

When I think of all the ways

We try to hide our maladies

We wine

We wine

We dine

We dine

And everything is fine

Because it's not my fault

Now you're upset because you finally got the notion

That everything you had is spinning down the drain

Oh

Do you mean it when you beg and pray and plead

Your give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me all those things we need

And what

Pray tell

Will you whimper when your number will be called

You'll say

It's not my fault

Go

Now

The others they'll await you

And every single one among the lot of you

Will have your turn

Ai

Ai

Ai

Oh

Oh

Oh

Like moths that fly into the flame it always ends up so

You scream

Not me

Take anybody else

Because it's not my fault

I had a dream last night where everyone was trying

Subconsciously I knew it was a lie

And when I woke I knew that it was time to pray

To make amends before the end before my judgement day

I looked around

I stood alone

I knew what I had to say

I said

It's all my fault