Age Over

Friday, November 27, 2009

The bands I grew up with
Are forgetting their lines
They're adopting the pop noise
Turning into corporate spies
And I'm covering my eyes
Turning off my ears
Along with the radio
Cause that's not what I wanna hear
From the shitty summer albums
To the EPs in the show
I guess you were right,
Everything must go

It was the end of an era
The end of our time
I was born at the drawing of a line
They lived with me on this side
And crossed into the other
Their souls bound to paper
The money started to smother
Well I'm done, I'm a failure
Consider this mission undone
Revoke my contract, I won't run
The end of a time
The end of the age
Musics gone to shit
And I'm the only one
Not caught in the haze

I'm not following

You, into your mediocrity
This plagued city
Of musicians, losing their identity
You wonder why your concerts
Just won't fuckin' sell
Well all the fans are screamin'
But for me its cause I know
You're headed to hell

It was the end of an era
The end of our time
I was born at the drawing of a line
They lived with me on this side
And crossed into the other
Their souls bound to paper
The money started to smother
Well I'm done, I'm a failure
Consider this mission undone
Revoke my contract, I won't run
The end of a time
The end of the age
Musics gone to shit
And I'm the only one
Not caught in the haze

So tell me why I'm doomed to this local shit
At least my fans are feeling something in that pit
And tell me how your money makes you legitimate
Spit at and scorn me, for all that I've achieved
But think back to when you were once like me

You're a failure
You've lost your soul
Sold it for a contract
Now where you gonna go?

It was the end of an era
(You won't get away with it this time)
The end of our time
(And now you're made of lies)
For imperfection I strive
(Your missions undone)
Cause I'm not bound to paper
(And you're strung to a gun)

Born at the dawning
The drawing of a line
And I'm just a failure
But I've got music inside
And when this heart comes out
The shot will be heard
Around the world the riots start
You're killed to the song of the birds

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