Seven - Blood Paved Road lyrics

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Seven - Blood Paved Road lyrics

[Verse 1] We stole this country from one race without a second glance Then enslaved another race and forced them to harvest the land Perhaps it's bad karma from the founding forefathers This could be the cause of our problems that's coming back to haunt us Our current state is tainted with AIDS and inflation And other heinous things that plagues this over populated nation Living in fear of terrorists leaving us clearly scared of our Mirrored reflections appearing to be so nightmarish Before we all perish can we get along and bear it? Can we resolve and evolve from all the wrong we did inherit? Or is it too late just accepting our true fate? Never learning from the past mistakes while sending ourselves to a doomsday [Hook] On the blood paved road We tell our lies On the blood paved road We can't survive On the blood paved road [Verse 2] Advertising propaganda, it's driving us all bananas We care more about the brands we wear instead of being aware Of the issues that effects us, constitution that protects us Misdirection so infectious, petty things that keep us separate It is now obvious we are Illuminati zombies surrounding the television Hypnotized embodied submerged in commercialism Perturbed by these euphemisms disturbing these organisms Consumed with consumerism It's a never-ending cycle and we seem to feel entitled To treat each other quite spitefully Social media idols and diva's attention seeking heathens What a tangled web were weaving total state of disbelieving Toward the edge we keep receding [Hook] [Verse 3] Hey, let me ask you this: can we put a stop to this? Self inflicted apocalypse thinking about the consequence Everything we've ever known, all the injustice we've shown Seems to me we have not grown, it's still there in undertones Daily life look around you, this ain't right, made to spite you With they're lies to entice you, hope you bite then indict you It's so sadd, but it's the truth, I wish this play could call a truce Matter of time before we lose and then we all hang from the noose [Hook]