Now what have I done?
I've sat here for an hour,
getting old, and getting stoned
I start thinking of you again
and life and what's to come
Yes, that's what I've become
Who have I become?
The mirror tells a story that I'm not sure of.
What is real? Where can we go?
When all the dust has fallen
can we pick up where we left off?
Now it seems to me
all this confusion is illusion of society.
They go so far to make a scar
Ruled in fear of consequence
'Cause in the end, angels lay dead.
Yes that is what we've done.
Yes, that's what we've become
What has life become?
For security, we traded some.
Being tamed and underpaid,
yep, they've done it again.
Keep the class and keep the pain
they've got us fighting again.
Dark is coming to take it all away
and they're - never gonna give up