Prong - The Banishment lyrics

Banished from this world, and from its toil I can only watch, grieve and pity Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people's smiles Laugh at any call Call for unity Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds I can never heal: who can know bravery? Messages that make rage from those who think they're straight Participate in denial: validate their luxuries 'Cause I'm bored So I left No reason for me to hang around this place I get more and more stress Nothing anyone can offer, more or less Done grieving, closer to the end Done grieving, closer to the end Hail all that is vain, exhibiting no refrain Eventually condemned for things unholy Don't request a vote, no confidence to uphold Refusal to be a pawn, to your insecurity Selling another point, best thing to avoid Everything of this world becomes cruel and dirty Pa**ion and desire, obsession of a style Capitalistic shrines of all vain glory 'Cause I'm bored So I left No reason for me to hang around this place I get more and more stress Nothing anyone can offer, more or less Done grieving, closer to the end Done grieving, closer to the end Smashed by surprise falls, slashed by irrelevant scolds I can never heal: who can know bravery? Drinking away the pain, crying until it rains No reason to live or die with dignity Put myself to rest with the curse I've always been with A laughable life, mundane with drudgery Self inflicted wreck, thoughts continue inject My spirituality, keeping God away from me Banished from this world, banished from its toil I can only watch, grieve and pity Stare at stupid likes, wonder at people's smiles Laugh at any call, the call for unity 'Cause I'm bored So I left No reason for me to hang around this place I get more and more stress Nothing anyone can offer more or less Done grieving, closer to the end Done grieving, closer to the end Done grieving, closer to the end Closer to the end Done grieving, closer to the end Feel like not breathing How much more can I stand? How much more can I stand? Done grieving, how much more can I stand? How much more can I stand? Done grieving, closer to the end Closer to the end Closer to the end Closer to the end