Questions Lyrics & Chords By Cycles

Look at all the monsters with their hearts in their hands
Showing the world where they stand
And their so-called saints are singing their songs
Preaching to me that my questions are wrong

But I never act without answers
They tell me that my system is unclean
But they all live like machines

Who knows how long this old clock has been ticking?
Over and over
Over and over
The sad song it sings so somberly completes this barren scenery

Speaking words without substance
You've abandoned me
Lost alone and helpless
Stranded out at sea

The monsters they live within the depths of the ocean
The waves that conceal them twist and corrode
Because you are all such fucking bottom feeders
I would never swim in a sea you inhabit

And like machines we'll all keep working against the tide
Further out to sea, until we're swallowed inside
But if we keep on asking questions
We can catch a current to a better place.