Counterpunch we believe

you come crawling
like a wounded child
no need to stop you now
you're tail's straight between your
legs that are failing you now
you've broken down
right before our eyes and it's no surprise
we believe
we believe in this
the unseen
feeding on apathy
we can't fall asleep while stuck behind the wheel
while others struggle to maintain content to suffer
as we move on
from the past our grave concessions will weight heavy on our hearts
but we'll push on until we reach beyond
we seek the truth
will the hardened
kindly place their scowls
a justified recourse
convenient half-truths
can you swallow
being left behind
a twisted photograph, doctored and leak i'm fine
we believe
we believe in this
the unseen
feeding on apathy
you're falling down and wasting time
behind the ruins
the choice is yours i won't persuade
behind the ruins
you try to drag our dreams through the mud
while they're still treading down our backs
we believe in this
life won't fall in line
or be left behind
here with nothing to hide
won't be denied
you're falling down and wasting time
you're falling down
i know you aren't speaking true
old enough to finally see through
the bullshit of better days
with open eyes