Washed Away

Count the times when you've been afraid

Measure out all the choices made

And you're just like me

Impatiently

You give it once and they take it away

The supply is eternal or so they say

It's the god to which we pray

And we consume ourselves to sleep

And now I feel I'm turning

And our time keeps burning

Just like words we kept inside

Until they washed away

So when we finally change our minds

And find there's no more time

Is our bitternеss enough

To get us through the day

Wе're overcrowded and we're insecure

Heart rates and the temperatures keep rising

Each breath more desperate than the last

We don't speak

Can't make a sound

No regrets just burn it down

And that's progress

It's called supply and demand

As we consume ourselves to sleep

And as the lights go dim around us

Is it finally dark enough to see

That the selfishness and dissipation

Have made a nonbeliever out of me

And now the cross we bear

Is nothing less than greed