Small Town Ignorance - The Great Deceiver

Your small town ignorance

Makes me fucking sick

Do you really think

That this is it?

Here comes the aftermath

Here comes the pain

Don’t scratch the surface

Ever again

We’re so filled up

With our created needs

We’re bitter

And we choose not to see

We’re walking symbols

Of the end

We’re playing high stakes

In a game we cannot win

It is our privilege

To waste away

And it is your destiny

To silently obey

Another wall is raised

Please save us from ourselves

We hide from each other

We hide from ourselves

We see only

What we want to see

Thousands of reasons

To open your eyes

For the same reasons

You stay blind

We’re so filled up

With our created needs

We’re bitter

And we choose not to see

We’re walking symbols

Of the end

We’re playing high stakes

In a game we cannot win

It is our privilege

To waste away

And it is your destiny

To silently obey

Another wall is raised

Please save us from ourselves

Your small town ignorance

Makes me fucking sick

Do you really think

That this is it?

Here comes the aftermath

Here comes the pain