said the skeptic born and bred negative no peace for the calm collective theres a cold war coming in 1 2 3 go please let me know when its gone its really not the best of times and all we ve got is guided by this light within ill hold us both until the smoke clears were suffocating sick of our society sick of trying to fit inside a life i cannot lead sick of always following sick of trying to be another cog in their machine sick of running on empty pushing the blame waiting for tomorrow to save us from today theres no profit in poverty and im running on empty im running on empty running myself into the ground said the sceptic born and bred negative no peace for the calm collective theres a cold war coming in go i feel the need its a darkness disease in this dead town lights out the creatures come out in the streets my ears are burning in this circle of eyes close the curtain and hide the knife were stacking up were piling high weve gone too far to recognise salvation this is civil isolation the bitter truth of the world is fucking sickening tear my eyes on your barbed wire facade divides of colour and small talk medicate for patience dig up the graves of our saviours civil isolation its all gone right to my head wondering why were not all dead its safe to say im not alone in this theres something deep within we miss theres a line in the sand that we wont look past a cure for the pain but its out of our grasp if all we love will leave us asking why do we deserve disaster let me know please let me know when its gone its really not the best of times and all we ve got is guided by this light within ill hold us both until the smoke clears were suffocating sick of our society sick of trying to fit inside a life i cannot lead sick of always following sick of trying to be another cog in their machine sick of running on empty pushing the blame waiting for tomorrow to save us from today theres no profit in poverty and im running on empty im running on empty running myself into the ground1