Try To Catch Up With The World

Sam, the weak accomplice
He knew he had a choice
He always started easily
With the sound of every voice
A pocket full of excess
They take and take and take
They left him with the trigger pointed
Staring as it shakes
And it goes on
It goes on
She was given nothing
But they’re selfless lack
They sleep with one eye opened
‘Cause they know she’s coming back
But she will wait her turn
Absent from concern
The furnace inside her
It burns and burns and burns
And it goes on, on
It goes on
The weak links never practiced
What they preach
They cower down below
That’s what you call defeat
And in their darkness hour
It’s hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we’re so far out of reach
We’re so far out of reach
Leaning in the dark
Stands this vacant man
Slicing her with his words
Always grabbing her with his hands
And it goes on, on
It goes on
The weak links never practiced
What they preach
They cower down below
That’s what you call defeat
And in their darkness hour
It’s hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we’re so far out of reach
I wish I hadn’t warned you
Of this broken path
With each step you take
You know there’s no turning back
The weak links never practiced
What they preach
They cower down below
That’s what you call defeat
And in their darkness hour
It’s hard to breathe
We try to catch up with the world
But we’re so far out of reach
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
But we’re so far out of reach
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
We try to catch up with the world
But we’re so far out of reach