Wake up to the soul of your time,
bending thoughts through the puddle of this grime.
Looking to a better place,
Understanding life’s debate while insinuating choice and fate;
trying to understand the design of this place.

I’ve tried to wake the world up from my shed.
I’m sick of seeing people walking around looking dead.
It’s time to play the card that you haven’t been dealt.

Mother looks me in the eyes.
I smile back and pretend that it’s alright.
Come into my world and hold on tight for the journey unfolding ahead.

Wake up to realities disaster;
I know you can see it as time shows us the way;
we’re all holding on too tight,
waiting for someone else to show us the fight.

I’ve listened to what everyone has said;
blinded by the lies for one man’s wealth.
Join me on a conquest.
Change the request of the future, and we won’t throw it away.

I’ve woken the world up from my shed.
I’m sick of seeing people walking around looking dead.
It’s time to play the card that you haven’t been dealt.

Mother looks me in the eyes.
I smile back and pretend that it’s alright.
Come into my world and hold on tight for the journey unfolding ahead.

Wake up to realities disaster;
I know you can see it as time shows us the way;
we’re all holding on too tight,
waiting for someone else to show us the fight.

Wake up to realities disaster.
I know you can see it as time shows us the way.
Were all holding on too tight.
Don’t hold on too tight.
Show us the fight.
Let’s do it today.

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