Coleston Walters - Cataclysm Lyrics

Not a day goes by
That he knows what he's gonna find
And the time don't fly
He looks for the answers but nobodies right
Where does he stand
All of these opinions are stale
Why does he care
Maybe he should play along just to be bared

Oh my god

We're in a make believe fight
And it's no surprise that we all get high
You're all about style
Living our lives within the boxed miles
Yeah we're blinded by the bland
Bold and tired but yet
We still engage with the brand
Yeah I cringe all the time
Surrounded by the people that I can't stand

They don't try
Think outside

It's just so loud
With you

Oh, the world
Is quiet for
The last time

Oh, to breathe out
To feel now
I know that I won't

Oh