Such A Cruel Design

Down time
Such a cruel design
There’s only so much fun you can find
My, my
Such a distant cry
From happiness
A place in the sun
But it sure is hot outside
Everything tilts for disaster
Your love, your foolish pride
The days keep coming faster and faster
Come on
Did you really think they’d let you in?
Could you really think?
Amidst the din of mediocrity
The blathering hypocrisies
Those pointy little fingers
They keep jabbing into you
Well perfection can be ugly
When it’s evil void of soul
And freedom just a word they use to brainwash and control
Come on
Did you really think they’d let you win?
Could you really think these games would end?
Sucker
You get what you deserve