Intuition, Low - Breaker lyrics

Well there's a war over seas and
A battle on the home front
Don't know what we need
Or agree on what we don't want
But we proceed to keep looking for a shortcut
To satisfy our greedy needs to
No avail with no luck
Oh fuck, what do we have here?
The same headlines that appeared
For the past year
Same drunk fight we had over the last beer
Still having trouble pin-pointing exact fears
And that's weird
So I'm running for the hills
A dollar for the bus and another for a meal
Might not be in 2012 but
The end is coming still
I'm just trying to avoid all
That blood that's gonna spill
There's gotta be an end to that
Feel like atlas at this moment
But my body's bending backwards
Fasterwe all fall down
'til life's last moment is beyond all sounds