It's such a tired game Will it ever stop? How will this all play out Out of sight out of mind
By now we should know how to communicate Instead of coming to blows, We're on a roll And there ain't no stopping us now We're burning under control Isn't it strange how we're all burning under the same sun?
Buy now and save, it's a war for peace It's the same old game But do we really want to play? We could close our eyes its still there We could say it's us against them We could try but nobody wins Gravity has got a hold on us all We could try to put it out, but it's a growing flame Using fear as fuel Burning down our name And it won't take too long Words all burn the same And who are we going to blame now?
It's such a crying, crying, crying shame
By now it's beginning to show A number of people are numbers that aren't coming home I could close my eyes it's still there Close my mind be alone I could close my heart and not care But gravity has got a hold on us all
It's a terrific price to pay But in the true sense of the word Are we using what we've learned? But in the true sense of the word Are we losing what we were?
It's such a tired game Will it ever stop? It's not for me to say Is it in our blood or is it in our fate? And how will this all play out? Out of sight, out of mind Who are we going to blame all in all?
It's just a crying, crying, crying shame It's such a crying, crying, crying shame It's such a crying, crying, crying shame, shame, shame
Compositores: Adam Topol (BMI), Jack Hody Johnson (Jack Johnson) (ASCAP)Editores: Adam Topol Music, Bubble Toes Publishing (ASCAP)Publicado em 2005 (01/Mar)ECAD verificado obra #9310827 e fonograma #960910 em 23/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM