Modern Life Is War - Big City Dream free for downloading

Lyrics

There s a bum on the corner with his shopping cart filled with plastic bags, fields of concrete stretching infinitely
i try to see into the future
I hear the neons scream, there s a bum on the corner with his shopping cart filled with plastic bags
So i walk with intent towards my salvation, steam rising up from the gutter shining in the headlights of passing cars War, you gotta be humble in this life.
but my shoulders tell me that ain t right
If you can make it here no one will care, i don t care
i see faces cut by lines of weariness
I get down on my knees, i don t care, i pray to no one and i feel nothing

as i race down the stairs and step out into the night
I try to sense impending danger, the sound of distant sirens drowned out by thick concrete walls
Thoughts rise and fall sharpen my mind into a razor, i find the reasons while i suffer
So i walk with intent towards my salvation, intelligent eyes hardened by cynical resignation
fields of concrete stretching infinitely
I try to see into the future, i don t care
Somedays i would wonder how he got there, the industries that made us free
I catch my reflection my face is changing too, so i walk with intent towards my salvation

But my shoulders tell me that ain t right, i hear the billboards scream, just like all the others
i don t care
The crowds rush past me, thoughts rise and fall sharpen my mind into a razor, i catch my reflection my face is changing too
I scan the city skyline, smoking like a neon mechanized christ, up the stairs into a hazy dream
Steam rising up from the gutter shining in the headlights of passing cars, i scan the city skyline, i don t care
intelligent eyes hardened by cynical resignation
As i race down the stairs and step out into the night, thoughts rise and fall sharpen my mind into a razor, steam rising up from the gutter shining in the headlights of passing cars
the sound of distant sirens drowned out by thick concrete walls

Smoking like a neon mechanized christ, intelligent eyes hardened by cynical resignation
Up the stairs into a hazy dream, as i race down the stairs and step out into the night, just like all the others