Lyrics

There's a lot of wasted day,
between bottle tops and broken glass
There's a cigarette in the ashtray,
Waiting for the wind to pass,
and you'd like to know what i say
about the way these people act
so i take my guitar and play
not part of any social class

i think we're headed for a fall
we can't get beyond these walls
i won't sit back and wait for your call no more
i think we're headed for a fall

there's a lot of hippie talk,
when that fire gets passed around
but i guess they're right bullshit walks
and our habits only serve to keep us down
we can barely even change our socks
or read the books we've found
can't bring compassion how we gonna bring the empire down?

i think we're headed for a fall
we can't get beyond these walls
i won't sit back and wait for your call no more
i think we're headed for a fall

think about life and death,
one against the other,
spent so much of our lives
fighting against our brothers
think about division
see that it don't make sense
to pass your days oblvious ignorance
choose the path of the righteous
put your toes on the line
you could be the darkness or you could be the shine

i think we're headed for a fall
we can't get beyond these walls
i won't sit back and wait for your call no more
i think we're headed for a fall