Unarmed For Victory - Illinois lyrics

Blanket white, dirty nights, dim the lights can we make this right for just one moment? You may be brilliant but you aren't the best You can tell a desperate man by how he's dressed Count your blessings, not your cars The children just want your heart Count your blessings, not your cars You pathetic piece of art The world doesn't live for you The world doesn't live for you That color doesn't work on you The world doesn't love you But you live for it You can always tell the scent of the desperate They'll earn gold even if they're reckless Show the kid just how you're desperate Make them watch you lie [?] your pockets (…you need to understand that you are nothing more than a spoke in this wheel called Earth, and that when you perish, once you leave, the world will continue turing without hesitation…) These witches have diamonds lining their pocket, but they have nothing Don't you look up to them Don't you set your eyes on them Don't you look up to them You are better than this Pull yourself together All we know is falling apart and it seems, it's only glowing colder And I'll let myself believe that cities beyond these limits could exist With good intention With great ambitions