Letra de Transient

We'd like to take the year off To think about What brought us here and where And when everything went wrong Now we're standing in the wellfare line In fact we're running Because we're out of time We got to make a living And there's nothing left for us The same bad news is all we get, the same Debt, the same guilt, the same hate Is that really all that's left of us? Your face is still everywhere but it's Just fragments i guess That fit so seamless Into all the other ones You know far too well In your fifteen square meter Cracked up world We go on living with our tv sets We'll pay our bills and take the threats But someday we'll start to think about What we lost We lost control now we're objects We lost our hearts what did we expect We lost each other now there is really Nothing left for us Nothing can we regain our consciousness The remsins on the battlefield