Songtext von Vacation

The failed promises that took you far Now you got, awaiting enemies in your backyard Stepping from face to face to make your mark, runnin' up A human staircase to a dying star Turn off your television Your permission kills civilians No one can feel your vision They're on vacation, masturbating Could be a better a way to right these wrongs Than drinking heavily and writing songs These possibilities that plague your mind Some better kept, some better left behind Turn off your television Your permission kills civilians No one can feel your vision They're on vacation, masturbating Call off your reservations Sell your soul for useless children Arrange the information Decimate the population