Transgressions by The Needs Lyrics
The transgressions built into suburbia cannot hold you forever
You are bound
By forces outside yourself or your own internal entropy to leave
In search of life inside the cities and even find it in a job or maybe not
And think your awful boss an evil god or 180 and become a cop and shock the mob
And in the darkest days you're quick to think there is no good inside the city until it is found
The city is inside yourself and through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound
By friends and family, jobs, and relationships
You are bound to stay
In a life that seems worth living
You cannot give it up
Or maybe not?
What would it take for you to drop everything
And devote yourself to the necessary fight
It’s not just your loved ones holding you back
You must admit, you fear on your own
And for the city inside yourself
Through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound
Some sons and daughters of bankers in America are dreaming of worlds without ‘em
Heads in clouds
With no plan to make themselves, it's their own eternal day to dream with ease
As the workers toil to build the cities
At least I put them in a song
Oh god, we’re fucked
We need a lot more than a song, if not you can bet we’re out of luck
You look at all the fighters of the past
How did they escape their selfish fetters
Didn’t Rosa dread to read?
Would Marx have idled on his phone?
Oh god, we’re fucked
We’ll need a lot more than a song if not
You can bet we’re out of luck
The dialectics drawn out of your urbias cannot confuse you forever
You are bound
To someday confront yourself and give up on always inventing these critiques
As deflections from a realer meaning
The kinds you knew but soon forgot from suburban plots
Yeah, but then you were young and now you're not and the world is full of cops
All is rotten
Or maybe that's just how it's always been
There is no good inside the city and nor in our towns
But it is inside yourself and through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound
By friends and family, jobs, and relationships
You are bound to stay
Until you see your fucked up fantasy
Of losing everyone you think you need
Don’t be so shocked when it does come true
The world is full of cops
All is rotten
Maybe that’s just how it always went
Nobody wants to be a martyr
Until they lose their chains
But for now it’s inside yourself
And through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound
You are bound
By forces outside yourself or your own internal entropy to leave
In search of life inside the cities and even find it in a job or maybe not
And think your awful boss an evil god or 180 and become a cop and shock the mob
And in the darkest days you're quick to think there is no good inside the city until it is found
The city is inside yourself and through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound
By friends and family, jobs, and relationships
You are bound to stay
In a life that seems worth living
You cannot give it up
Or maybe not?
What would it take for you to drop everything
And devote yourself to the necessary fight
It’s not just your loved ones holding you back
You must admit, you fear on your own
And for the city inside yourself
Through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound
Some sons and daughters of bankers in America are dreaming of worlds without ‘em
Heads in clouds
With no plan to make themselves, it's their own eternal day to dream with ease
As the workers toil to build the cities
At least I put them in a song
Oh god, we’re fucked
We need a lot more than a song, if not you can bet we’re out of luck
You look at all the fighters of the past
How did they escape their selfish fetters
Didn’t Rosa dread to read?
Would Marx have idled on his phone?
Oh god, we’re fucked
We’ll need a lot more than a song if not
You can bet we’re out of luck
The dialectics drawn out of your urbias cannot confuse you forever
You are bound
To someday confront yourself and give up on always inventing these critiques
As deflections from a realer meaning
The kinds you knew but soon forgot from suburban plots
Yeah, but then you were young and now you're not and the world is full of cops
All is rotten
Or maybe that's just how it's always been
There is no good inside the city and nor in our towns
But it is inside yourself and through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound
By friends and family, jobs, and relationships
You are bound to stay
Until you see your fucked up fantasy
Of losing everyone you think you need
Don’t be so shocked when it does come true
The world is full of cops
All is rotten
Maybe that’s just how it always went
Nobody wants to be a martyr
Until they lose their chains
But for now it’s inside yourself
And through its dark maze you are bound
You are bound