Taylor Court Consumers
[Verse 1]
I'm running,
I'm trying to not burn out.
I'm fleeting, depleted
I'm breaking down
I hear them I see them
Not sleeping now
I need this to make sense
Can't make a sound
[Chorus]
Were prodigals, all of us.
Confined by these freedoms that we've made.
Giving in, is giving up.
But what is it we've done
Oh, what have we become
Have we become.
[Verse 2]
Consumers, abusers, with a machine.
We're running in circles.
Thanks to our means
Were silent, afraid of
Of what we've seen.
The worst is the curses
My disbelief
[Chorus]
Were prodigals, all of us.
Confined by these freedoms that we've made.
Giving in, is giving up.
But what is it we've done
Oh, what have we become?
Have we become.
[Chorus]
Were prodigals, all of us.
Confined by these freedoms that we've made.
Giving in, is giving up.
But what is it we've done
Oh, what have we become
Have we become.