Lyrics Staring At The Walls (Too Late) - Sweatshop Union

Staring At The Walls (Too Late)

I watch it all as it crumbles around
I’m sitting.
Staring at the walls as they’re tumbling down
What makes it worse is that I know what’s unfolding
And yet I go with the flow.
It’s as if I don’t even notice it
'Til it’s too late;
And it’s all just crumbling around us
Sitting staring at the walls as they’re tumbling down
What makes it worse is that we know what’s unfolding
And yet we go with the flow.
It’s as if we don’t even notice it
'Til it’s too late
Living in an age of pesticides
Picket fences and Stepford Wives
Everybody mesmerized;
Watching the news, petrified
Stressed inside, acting like it’ll all be good
Just basing our lives on Hollywood
But it ain’t working out how we thought it should
Thought it should;
no
Disillusioned, just sitting through it
Like nothing’s wrong.
«Nothing's wrong.»
Comfortably numb;
couldn’t give a fuck it all
Now, why you think they want to put fluoride in drinking water?
Give your kids Ritalin, get 'em high and say they think he’s smarter?
It’s all a part of the grander scheme
To keep the people distracted from planting seeds;
Trying to grow these magic beans
Living in an age of fantasies, travesties, and apathies
So pass the weed
It’s all too much for me, I need to relax in peace
And watch it all as it crumbles around
I’m sitting.
Staring at the walls as they’re tumbling down
What makes it worse is that I know what’s unfolding
And yet I go with the flow.
It’s as if I don’t even notice it
'Til it’s too late;
And it’s all just crumbling around us
Sitting staring at the walls as they’re tumbling down
What makes it worse is that we know what’s unfolding
And yet we go with the flow.
It’s as if we don’t even notice it
'Til it’s too late
Hope it isn’t too late
I hope it ain’t too late
(Is it too early?)
(Is it too late?)
I hope it ain’t too late
(Is it too early?)
(Is it too late?)
Living in a world of opposites;
|
Black — white / left — right |
consciousness
Everybody caught in this
Walking on the edge of this bottomless pit
Better elevate.
Levitate
Never wait 'til you get a break;
too late
Never hesitate.
Get a bit of cake
Swallow bitter truth with a sip of lemonade
Don’t forget to swing.
When you get up, undulate
Don’t forget to swim when you get up into space
Sun meet Earth, let me get a little taste
King meet Serf, let me get up in your place
Let me get a shape, put a name to the face
Let me get a break from the game and the race
Let me meditate 'til my brain get erased
And my love is the same as my pain and my hate
(Break!)
I fall apart and then back again;
Won’t keep repeating that pattern I’m standing in
Trying to pass this labyrinth
Living in an ancient cosmic beam
Thoughts of She, whose conscious dream
We’re breathing and eating.
Dying;
returning to constantly
To watch it all as it crumbles around
I sit there staring at the walls as they’re tumbling down
What makes it worse is that I know what’s unfolding
And yet I go with the flow.
It’s as if I don’t even notice it
'Til it’s too late;
And it’s all just crumbling around us
Sitting staring at the walls as they’re tumbling down
What makes it worse is that we know what’s unfolding
And yet we go with the flow.
It’s as if we don’t even notice it
'Til it’s too late