Paroles de Tomorrow

It's time for the time to decide To walk through the door and get on with your life Or to play the role of a know-it-all It's strange how we have to supply Answers to questions that've lived past their time And it's tiring - I'm not even trying The schools and the systems Hands without blisters The world's a website, the screen is too bright I need time to think about tomorrow Hysterical horses and powdered-up noses The sweet smelling shit in the shoes that don't fit I need time to figure out tomorrow So where are your papers and pens Now that the pressure's getting real intense? Seal your fate by being a second late So where is your self-confidence Now that nothing seems to be making sense? Can you stand straight and handle the debate Idols and heroes, our winners and zeroes The line it is thin but we split everything I need time to think about tomorrow They push and they shovel I'll stay on my level I'm not anyone, not a plant in the sun In my mind another kind of tomorrow