John Reuben - Chapter I lyrics

The Boy Vs. The Cynic, Chapter one, page one I'll start from the top... I'll embrace dreams again when I can breath again And at that point I won't be needing them It became clear to me that I was fighting a war I couldn't win You don't make it on your own merit Only royalty inherits the kingdom And that's a system good intentions can't help Your courage is not good here so don't try to excel What a sad day when you realize nothing can change The revolution didn't leave you it never came There will be no parades, no royal balls Just long days topped off with last calls for alcohol Go to sleep wake up and repeat the same routine Smooth skin dressed with wrinkles and brown eyes With dark rings and entertainers sing of extremes that don't exist for you or me When real life is reality TV no wonder our youth don't believe in anything It's all a joke there are no heroes just those of us with high hopes It's just not that simple I'm not trying to save it all I just want to create a ripple And even if one individual is affected it's monumental with an unusual perspective That's beautiful in essence traditional thinking won't suggest this Is life really that precious well yes it is But there will be no celebrations or congratulations No pat on the back just your mind intact And the freedom to feel your heart beat at the speed of life Go to sleep tonight knowing you did it right And rest easy outside of a system that resents you for not doing what they expect you to do Psychologically wear you down and then they make the suggestion that you get on a prescription to deal with your depression Anxious lazy temperamental obese That's what money makers like to call a disease And they'll be looking for or creating new problems with profitable solutions To solve them but you won't get any better you'll just come back for more Until your medicine drawer is filled with unreliable cures And that's the way of the beast And I can't do nothing about it I could shout it in a room that's crowded but I doubt it'd make a difference So ignorance will be my disguise cause 21st century America likes its witchcraft civilized 21st century America likes its witchcraft civilized