Cringer - Another Day (Live) | Текст песни

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Another song going on too long,
We've heard it all before.
Ambiguity. A polemic smoke screen.
Another semantic war.
So much that I wanted to say.
To live for pleasure.
Not for pain.
But I can see the freedom down at the core.

How can I close my eyes?
Another day, just one more day.
How can I run and hide?
Another day, just one more day.

Time and time again we quit when
We should've asked for more.
I sit at home all alone dejected and bored.
The subjugation of a population has a
Clear relation to their alienation.
But I can see the freedom down at the core.

What about the so-called "masses"?
The lefts untapped resource.
Is it the seed of freedom?
Or at all a definable force?

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