The Strums

The image on the board
Selling things we can't afford
But we're still buying up in a frenzy
Cause our hearts just yearn for more
Is this sin, all he want?
Is offerings we got?
But soon you'll be overrating eyes
Oh people they can't be good
When what comes next on the market should
But we go on because its understood

But you can only hope, when they say that they want you
Yeah, they'll say that they want you, when they don't

It's like a chandelier
It's like a fountain head
The strings are all there
A chain link fence to convince you
That you're never aware
For things that which you spare
Are at cause they don't care about you

Don't care of what you've done
You're fooled by everyone
But soon you'll go get your daddy's gun
And go out to recollect
From all the guards that you put in debt
It's time you learn that you cannot change
But you forget

But you will always think when they say that they want you,
When they say that they want you, that they don't

You wait but somedays never come
Your prophesying here is done
You're only left with what you beg

In toward you can, begone your way
The others wait till they're okay
They're only left with what they beg, beg, beg

So children kill your teachers
Kill your parents, then kill your preachers
Because you know, that they only will doubt you
When they start to lose their features
It's okay that there gone
Torturing you is all they want
And lesson learned, now lesson taught
You just know what they forgot
Cause they didn't get to find out what you sought