A Response to Greed - The Elected

At first, it seems like a bad dream

And you can’t claw your way out

And the plea that you make so you could escape

Isn’t answered but you’ll figure it out

And all of the nightmares you based your life all around

Yeah, are now coming true

It’s love or it’s need, your response to greed

Find a reason, count yourself out

And in the bed where you lay where you’ll drink it away

Anyway, to just draw this thing out

And that’s just the trouble with long-term goals

And dreams, they’re always being revised

But my sister still cuts her arms

And my brother’s still at the garage

And we’ve given all that we can, Mom

It’s either sink or swim

And it’s high time everyone else stopped paddling for them

And it’s a song, a song for the tired ones

A song for the sicks ones, a song for you

It’s the song, song for the scared ones

Scared of this life, once just like me and you

And if a call, the call to the fight comes

Just call and I might run right back to you

'Cause I remember, yeah and I measure

I measure them all, all against you

That’s right, all against you