Young & Beautiful - The Armed

Bury the hatchet

So proud to be godless

Yet pining for resurrection

Banish innovation

Your god is mediocrity

Give alms to tradition

And tow that line

Relevance it’s gone

And your code it’s gone

Everything that you wish that you were has passed it’s gone

Flex your head speak your mind

But the words coming out aren’t yours

Cause you follow the dogma

You’re reading the liners

There’s nothing of their’s you don’t own

Now repeating patterns

You’re so alike (nicely disguised)

You’re so alike (all in line)

You’re so alike (nicely disguised)

You’re so alike (towing the line)

You’re in a burning theatre