Broken Bones

Touched by the hands that have murdered a million

Unarmed patrons' fists raised

They don't wanna listen to the bullshit being fed to them spoonful at a time

When death can cost more than a quarter, nickel, and a dime

Hand's up, questions are raised

Another first-thing-in-the-morning-bombing

These days they say there's so much to live for, I'm really not sure

With all the shit that's going on, we're told to keep our heads up

What's next? One more mass suicide?

The context of it, we don't even have the time

Some say that we've over analyzed it

But the real reason people are effected by it is the neglect on some's behalf

Who are ruining it for the rest of us that just wanna see this end

The hands of time can't be expected to fix this

Who would've thought it would've come to this?

Wake up to this world

It's gonna be too late, it's gonna be too late

Wake up

When the war is over there's nowhere to go

Firing down the line, sharpshooter in the corner

The door won't open, with a blast it's blown wide open

A bullet in the head, a factory worker is dead

It'll make the headline news, but they'll keep beating up on you

Told to go away, tightrope walking everyday just to be safe

I've gotta say I haven't got all day

And it's so horrible that your stomach's so full

There is a way out, but it's an ugly road

Wake up to this world

It's gonna be too late, it's gonna be too late

Wake up

When the war is over there's nowhere to go

Wake up to this world

It's gonna be too late, it's gonna be too late

Wake up

When the war is over, we'll have to start all over

When the war is over, there's no home or shelter

We're gonna start all over

Wake up to this world

Oh, wake up

Wake up

Just wake up to this world