Disposable Society

Let me open your eyes I want you to see the sky We are running out of time Legend says it's almost the end of the line Walking through the meadow It's just plastic and some metal Disposable society Marble hearts are pounding Scared to death of its surroundings Fill up my anxiety Feel the west coast breeze And the sun on your cheeks We're controlled by our fear And it's getting to me I wanna show you the blanket of snow And see you shaking from head to toe Walking through the meadow It's just plastic and some metal Disposable society Marble hearts are pounding Scared to death of its surroundings Fill up my anxiety