A False Life

We live our lives through hopes and dreams
we think that's the way is suppose to be

We kill ourselves everyday
not physically
but it might as well be
a bullet through the heart

It's like a big circus
a giant game

Crushed
torn
swept over by the storm
on and on
nobody changes
everyone keeps reliving
the same old ways

These cold winter nights
are the only thing left
that keep me feeling warm inside
without it I feel nothing
like I've been rinsed out clean
left on a shelf
to cover in dust

Empty and cold
alone and searching
I don't think I'll ever find
what I'm looking for

I don't want any part of this
they think they're alive
they think everything's great
but they're all a bunch of circus acts

The men with ties
and women in suits
it's all a game
it isn't real
a sad, sad game

They say money makes the world go round
that's only because they let it

I don't want to fall in
get trapped inside
their world of lies
and fake smiles

If that is reality
I don't want any part of it
I don't want their future