Sweatshop Union - Staring At The Walls (Too Late) lyrics

I'm watching on as it crumbles around And sitting staring at the walls as they're tumbling down What makes it worse is that I know what's unfolding And yet I go with the flow it's as if I don't even notice it 'Til it's too late And it's all just crumbling around us Sitting staring at the walls as they're tumbling down What makes it worse is that we know what's unfolding And yet we go with the flow it's as if we don't even notice it 'Til it's too late Living in an age of pesticides Picket fences and Stepford Wives Everybody mezmerized Watching the news, petrified Stressed inside, acting like it'll all be good Just basing our lives on Hollywood But it ain't working out like we thought it should [thought it should] [No] Disillusioned, just sitting through it like nothing's wrong, [Nothing's wrong] Comfortably numb, couldn't give a f** it all [Now] Why you think they want to put fluoride in drinking water? Give your kids Ritalin, get 'em high and say they think he's smarter It's all a part of the grander scheme to keep the people distracted from planting seeds Trying to grow these magic beans Living in an age of fantasies, travesties, and apathies So pa** the weed It's all too much for me, I need to relax in peace Hope it isn't too late I hope it ain't too late Early, early, early Is it too late? I hope it ain't too late Living in a world of opposites Black, white, left, right consciousness Everybody caught in this Walking on the edge of this bottomless pit Better elevate, levitate Never wait 'til you get a break, too late Never hesitate, get a bit of cake Swallow a bit of truth with a sip of lemonade Don't forget to swim when you get up in the lake Don't forget to swim when you get up into space Sun, Moon, Earth, let me get a little taste ? ? ? let me get up in your place Let me get a shape, put a name to the face Let me get a break from the game and the race Let me meditate 'til my brain get erased And my love is the same as my pain and my hate I fall up harder and back again Won't keep repeating the pattern I'm standing in Trying to pa** this labyrinth Living in an ancient cosmic beam Thoughts of she whose conscious dream Of breathing and eating, dying and returning to constantly