Letra de Van Buren

the day after independence day there's no laughter and nothing left to say we all fall back to our patterned lives our hearts turn black persue the dollar signs either way we will all fall down the beating clock is the only sound close our eyes as we hit the ground and wake up blinded [x2] we're all burnt out from working overtime from eating pills that control our state of mind we drink ourselves asleep just to forget the day we medicate again just to stay awake are we living just to die or are we just dying to live either way we will all fall down the beating clock is the only sound close our eyes as we hit the ground and wake up blinded [x2]