The Human Resource Songtext

Orchestrated, conflagration, when you gonna act your fucking age, Hemorrhage, eruption, you used to be so well behaved, Stick together like family, check the source of the side, where you stand, Thick as thieves, thick as thieves,

Not backed by the people, not cheered by a crowd, Our voice has grown static by our own decay And now it's every pawn for themselves, And it's take, take, and never give out Trust fund conundrums you've got such a view Just confusion Up in your tower, there's just room for you Just avoidance

Memories so often sung through throats, clumsy chords and clumsy notes Reflections sound like another's voice, until I recognize my own stupid noise Take a challenge and make a change Take a second to turn the page I stumble and I fall beneath, footsteps left by my own feet I cry out, I hear an answer Anybody, in America, single mother, taking care of a little baby boy He's got a name and it's not yours, it's not yours How dare you criticize, how dare you make examples of a wide eyed child Like a doctor with his samples, comments on a telephone, you should've known You should've known better.

Free up the passion for the reason you're living even with distain and tough breaks, in the end you say you've noticed it's a test emphasizing... the passion inside for the reason you live your life, it's overlooked and it's jeopardized, check the source of the side where you stand. The passion inside for the reason you live your life,
it's overlooked but calling out your name, in the end you say you've noticed it's a test but you're not emphasizing blame