Broken Clock - Chris Pureka

Covered in fingerprints thumbing the pages

looking for some escape

when all the bold letters just say the same thing

theres no way out of this

we never believed in you we never believed in you

just look what youve done

and how how could you go there

wearing your white clothes

cant you see what youve done

wheres the safety net now

wheres the damage control

we were promised a whole set of balances

you took the crooked and this land to adore

and you left us with one million eyes closed

Back at the homestead were fighting our instinct

to run run run run for the hills

with everyone leaning I think that its tipping

I just see over the edge

so when you fall out of this trance

theres no one to buy it back

from all that youve done

So go get the fuck out of this house

just hurry along now

cause theres work to be done

Wheres the saftey net now

wheres the damage control

we were promised a whole set of balances

you took the the crooked and this land to adore

and you left us with one million backs turned

wheres the saftey net now

wheres the light at the end

it was never enough to have everything

you took the crooked and this land to adore

and you left us with one million eyes closed