Momma Swift - The Wild Is Calling To Our Minds | Текст песни

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I'm sick of this I'm sick of this
Burn the mind that ridicules these hopes that we clutch to our chests
I'm tired of this I'm tired of this
This self doubt soul destruction eating away at the things that we do best
Nerves spark endlessly with damage holes develop in our brains
But as we make our way through months, through years of simply existing
What's left is not enough to make our claims
That we're alright, we're doing fine we're just waiting for the right time, we're just waiting for the right time

Where are our minds where is our rational thought
Was it consumed in the grind
This is not healthy this is not something we developed at the start of time
We're working, we're feeding, we're driving, we're sleeping
But our bodies were made for better lives
Play like children, care like animals
the wild is calling to our minds
Calling to our minds

The screen lures us into a apathetic slumber
It cages and tortures our thoughts
We try to fight, but in the night creativity scares us so we always end up crawling back for more
These fingers weren't meant to type away the sunsets
They're for loving, for building and for art
But convenience and safety protect us as we sleep away the hours, forever in the dark
But we're alright, we're doing just fine
We're just waiting for the right time

We're terrified, we're terrified of what could be waiting outside
Is it our freedom?
We do not need to change our lives so much we cannot recognise
Small steps are all it takes to lead them

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