Made a deal with the devil the other day
We were consumed by another cliché
Our hearts were ripped, our souls were torn
We became our own subjective scorn
We were young, alive, awake
But we fell, our time at stake
We let the heat grow cold
Inside of all our souls
And everything has never felt so lonely
We let the times grow old
We must reclaim it all
And I won't believe everything my elders told me
Set to the stage and let the show go on
Never in our hearts to do whats wrong
But as the lights came down and we settled to the dust
In was never in our own selfish lust
Are we just puppets of a new world way of life?
We live unconscious, not knowing the wrong of right
We let the heat grow cold
Inside of all our souls
And everything has never felt so lonely
We let the times grow old
We must reclaim it all
And I won't believe everything my elders told me
We let the heat grow cold
Inside of all our souls
And everything has never felt so lonely
We let the times grow old
We must reclaim it all
And I won't believe everything my elders told me