These are days of new despair I see it raging everywhere Fast forward lives and neon signs Justify the bottom line Cynicism pays so well Truth is only there to sell We burn our wings upon the sun Tumble to the ground Silence shattered by the sound of guns So wrap your arms around my heart Ill hold your hand as we leap into the dark Cause were both blind enough to see Its a big tough mean rough dirty Cold cold world Wealth parades as happiness More and more means less and less No tragedy remains unseen Beaming into every home Makes me shiver to the bone Flesh and blood and fashion overblown
le, cynicism, overblown, beaming, mean