American Standards - Harvester lyrics

Now is the time we figure things out or we both go our separate ways Have they taken our will and the thrill of the fight or are we giving them hell to pay It's not alright It's not okay It's not the way things have to be It's gone on too long Complacently Comfortably numb The human disease Abstract oblivion All fore mentioned just doublespeak We're overwhelmed with the underwhelming Over fed and starving for more Buying all the pitch is selling If the good die young What am I trying for Still life surrealist You've lost your way We've found the movement within the rhythm of the beat Our destiny is machine made Living life through these minor chords Taking the path of least resistance instead of following our hearts Flat-lined No we don't have a pulse Our blood is on the market Stock prices are falling The thief has broken in but there is nothing left to steal Robbed of each last dignity Salivating at the k** A televised rendition of this lethal injection Perfecting imperfections peeling back each layer of skin/If this blood in my veins was oil, they'd k** me, bleed me dry, salivating at each last drop We put a price on our time We put a price on our life We put a price on our heart and now we have nothing left to sell.