Currency in a Bankrupt World - Theocracy

She’s alright, she lies and tells herself

Through every artificial smile

Since he walked, and left her with their unborn child

Denial

Stop the world

Life’s a rip-off and she’s more than paid the price

Looks around at what’s left of her burning paradise

But don’t you know…

When hope is gone

Looking for a reason just to carry on

To lay that burden down you’ve carried way too long and

Holding on

When the dream’s foreclosed and life is overdrawn

There’s currency left in this bankrupt world after all

Take a bow

He says «I've blown it all

And burned my whole world to the ground

Checking out

'Cause no one will miss me now»

Lost it all

Thinks he defaulted on this life

Beyond the pale

Sixteen pennies short of his coffin’s final nail

But it’s not for sale…

When hope is gone…

On the darkest day, they all went away

One by one, they turned and walked the other way…

In despair and desperation

She calls upon a long-forgotten friend

Always there, closer than a brother 'til the end

When hope is gone

Looking for a reason just to carry on

To lay that burden down you’ve carried way too long and

Holding on

When the dream’s foreclosed and life is overdrawn

There’s currency left in this bankrupt world after all