Killing Fields

I hit the ground running
With nowhere to go
The system is blind and flawed – don’t tell me to let go
There’s a mob at the corner
Can’t they just let the man go
Like a wild fire it spreads, wherever the wind blows

Is anyone out there – tap on the window
The person with answers – has called in a no show
I know of a problem – I’m taking my chances
I’m dancing with ego – caught in the branches
Is anyone out there – with the same dream
The same broken record – or so it seems
I’m stuck at the crossroads – with no end in sight
And I don’t think that I’ll ever be the same

Born into nothing
I just can’t take anymore
It’s something I can’t explain – I just want more
For blood or for money
So far from home
Did god grow tired of us, I just have to know

In the killing fields – where no dreams go
In the killing fields – where dreams grow cold

In the killing fields

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