Van Buren

The day after independence day

There's no laughter

And nothing left to say

We all fall back

To our padded lives

Our hearts turn black

Pursue the dollar signs

Either way we will all fall down

The beating heart is the only sound

Close our eyes as we hit the ground

And wake up blinded

(2x)

We're all burnt out

From working overtime

From eating pills that

Control our state of mind

We drink ourselves asleep

Just to forget the day

We medicate again

Just to stay awake

Are we living just to die

Or are we just dying to live

Either way we will all fall down

The beating heart is the only sound

Close our eyes as we hit the ground

And wake up blinded

(2x)