Architects, Jon Green - These Colours Don't Run lyrics

These streets aren't paved with gold
Don't believe everything that you're told
Deception hides in all you see
Corruption hangs in the air that you breathe

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free
Fourth drive in paradise
Vapid souls check the market price
Lifetime slave living in a suburban grave
If there was a God, was a God
You would be the death of him

These colours don't run
Like colours from the face
Eyes roll back, chemical despair
It's true what they say, life isn't fair

So repeat this line, "Everything
Everything is fine"
So repeat this line, "Everything
Everything is fine" blegh

These colours don't run
Like colours from the face
Eyes roll back, chemical despair
It's true what they say, life isn't fair

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free

I'm struggling to find any poetry in this
Someone beat me to the
Line "Ignorance is bliss"
So I guess I'll just say it how it is
You had it all, you pigs ugh

These streets aren't paved with gold
Don't believe everything that you're told
Deception hides in all you see
Corruption hangs in the air you breathe