The Armed - Issachar lyrics

[The Armed - Issachar lyrics]

The weight of what's to be done
Making you feel ill your plans unfulfilled
Dreams interrupted this cannot be real

We fortify our cities minds bound
Despair is what we cling to now fear-filled
Eyes shroud consulting our records
No grounds hopeful that a precedent is found
Anxious angst less
Cowards

I can't see it but I think it's here
It's here now
I can't feel it but I think it's real
Make it real it's real now

Are you happy? Are you fulfilled?
Are you craving a change? The hours
The days making you ill
But, you put it off
You keep punching the clock


Leaving it as a thought complacent
Complicit in all that they've done
To keep tearing you down

They keep tearing you down tear you down

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