Degeneration by Crashdog Lyrics
The future ain't so pretty
When you're looking through
The rearview mirror
'Cause history seems to repeat itself
And our sins start to reappear
We wake up every morning
And things still seem the same
Resolutions made, the bills are paid
But the problems still remain
In the never-ending revelation
Of exactly who we are
Angels of mud
Talking of love
While carving out another scar
I can't choose your destination
I can't stop degeneration
But I can ease the dying
Hold the crying
Kill the pain
Unless your heart is frozen
You're bound to fell some pain
You decide to survive
Or be crushed by self-pity
As you lick your wounds
Don't nurse your bitterness
You'll neglect everything you love
And be filled with bitterness
The blind can't lead the blind
The dead can't raise the dead
But the crippled can be healed
And the hungry can be fed
The ongoing dilemma
Of how to live with one another
Has kept us occupied
Since Cain killed his brother
As the years go by
We've left some things behind
But the prejudices between ourselves
Are only more defined
Psychologists go on arguing
Sociologists will debate
But the love that's greater
Than our spite
Is the kind we can't create
When you're looking through
The rearview mirror
'Cause history seems to repeat itself
And our sins start to reappear
We wake up every morning
And things still seem the same
Resolutions made, the bills are paid
But the problems still remain
In the never-ending revelation
Of exactly who we are
Angels of mud
Talking of love
While carving out another scar
I can't choose your destination
I can't stop degeneration
But I can ease the dying
Hold the crying
Kill the pain
Unless your heart is frozen
You're bound to fell some pain
You decide to survive
Or be crushed by self-pity
As you lick your wounds
Don't nurse your bitterness
You'll neglect everything you love
And be filled with bitterness
The blind can't lead the blind
The dead can't raise the dead
But the crippled can be healed
And the hungry can be fed
The ongoing dilemma
Of how to live with one another
Has kept us occupied
Since Cain killed his brother
As the years go by
We've left some things behind
But the prejudices between ourselves
Are only more defined
Psychologists go on arguing
Sociologists will debate
But the love that's greater
Than our spite
Is the kind we can't create