Better Off Dead Lyrics

Better Off Dead by Taskforce

• It was like the end of world. There was destruction everwhere.
• People scrambled around in hysterical panic.
• Cars, buses and taxi were slamming into each other by the second.
• Mass confussion reigned down on the matropolis like never before.
• And the cause of all this...

• Start the procession, march of the dead men,
• Clutching the vision of a blind mans senses.
• Every man's Judas, trusting corruptus,
• Thirty bits of silver's on your mind in the darkness.
• Living on the carcass of a world on the market,
• Markings are wiped out.
• You can buy the sky now, the stars and the sun too.
• Look what controls us, look what becomes you,
• Look to your compass.
• Check your direction,
• Watch for horsemen lost with the offspring of legends,
• I'm boxed in this frame full of tension,
• With both eyes watching.
• Dead men tell no tales and I'm talking,
• Caught in a war for material importance.
• Earth song crutched, wretched and blistered.
• We tested this restistance, I question existance.
• All man's Judas, we all have the symptoms,
• Distance arriving, last of the heart beats,
• Can't speak, can't think, can't ever seem to sleep.
• Have you ever felt guilt for way you live?
• People starving while you're eating on your favourite dish.
• Pollution's rising, the ice caps are mealting quick.
• You might think it's better un said.
• But some times I feel like we're better off dead, yeah.
• You might think it's better un said.
• But some times I feel like we're better off dead.

• Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
• Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
• Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
• Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
• Death shall become us.

• I fear we're dead with no fight left.
• God sent us angels and we clipped there wings,
• Like we have no sense.
• With science we murdered the mysteries,
• And hid in the comfort of our man made luxuries.
• We lie in our books, we lie like the elders,
• Written by a pen, with greed as it's held up.
• Right through the ages we don't need any sage or prophets,
• Cause today we make our own way.
• We paid for mistakes with an appologies face,
• Man don't need faith, cause they got champagne.
• And that's sham and pain, all mixed in a glass,
• This world's gone mad, should I cry or laugh?
• As my energy's low I wanna let it all blow,
• As we walk on the moon, earth dies very slow.
• She was stabbed and infected by the mess of mechanics.
• And we're all gonna die when the rivers flow red,
• And disease runs wild in ammoungst bloodshed.
• Cause us stupid little humans and our very big heads,
• Let go of the magic and every last breath,
• And killed any chance of making progress.
• This world and its people are better off dead.
• This world and its people are better off dead.

• Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
• Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
• Looking at the end and my eyes in the mirror,
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
• Looking at the Judas in us all in the mirror,
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.
• Da na, we're better off dead.
• Da na, we're better off dead.
• Da na, we're better off dead.
• Death shall become us, we're better off dead.

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