FlatBand - Sparkseeker dalszöveg (lyrics)

This weight is bending my back
Is this really what we seek?

The clock is ringing it won't stop
We waste our life creeping to top
Trying to build the stairs from crumbs
The rat race we participate in builds empires
For the one percent
It has always been before our eyes

Create something that builds our mind
So when you die you leave value behind

Work from fucking nine to five
Buy their product, sell your mind
There must, must be something more
Waiting for the finish line
It's time to start, to realize

There's no beggining, there's no end
We are the slaver of the present

Work 'till your dying days but
There must be something more
You can't take your money to six foot deep

Create something that builds our mind
So when you die you leave value behind

Hope is my only home right now
Hope is my only home right now

In this rat race
In this rat race we participate
Build empires
Build empires for the one percent

Hope is my only home right now
Hope is my only home right now