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Happiness Doesn't Sell Lyrics
Materialize!
The mass production of art
We're going nowhere, but getting there fast
We're going nowhere, but getting there fast
Oblivious!
We're begging for bargains
Oblivion!
Discounting our dreams
Oblivious!
We're trying to make sense
But we don't want the change
We don't want the change
Take what you want leave the rest for the vultures to scavenge amongst the filth
We laid off everyone at the lighthouses
And now our shores are lined with shipwrecks
We've lost everything and everyone and now we're on our own
What good is this heart if it doesn't have a home?
If music is the food of love then we've heard every song
And we're starving and thirsting for more
But we got all the words wrong
We are gathered here today for the eulogy of a fallen friend
I can't scream these words any clearer
And I'm sick of trying to pretend
This is the death of music
We are the death of music
But if you ask me, it died long ago
The mass production of art
We're going nowhere, but getting there fast
We're going nowhere, but getting there fast
We're begging for bargains
Oblivion!
Discounting our dreams
Oblivious!
We're trying to make sense
But we don't want the change
We don't want the change
And now our shores are lined with shipwrecks
What good is this heart if it doesn't have a home?
And we're starving and thirsting for more
But we got all the words wrong
I can't scream these words any clearer
And I'm sick of trying to pretend
We are the death of music
Song Info
Submitted by
mellow_harsher On Dec 15, 2017
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