Television Lyrics

The time is creeping slowly

All eyes are fixed on the television

The modern 9 to 5 now

As we melt into our couches

Times arrow keeps on marching forward

Struggling to keep ourselves at

The same pace as it moves now

Bad news in the hospital conference room

The scrub talks but I stare at my shoes

Mind falters searching for untruths

Anything away from the hell of this room

Anything away from the hell of this room

Anything away from this room!

See 'em falling down

Pull the camera out

Make another dime

Rake the money from the divide

We can see it in your eyes

As your blood is dripping

Tongues are licking lips

And the vultures are watching

Society's wings are wounded

The air's friction ripping up the scabs

And as we're falling we're asking if we'll burn out first

or go out from the impact

Humanity is way past halfway down

Let's go out with a fight

And make our last wishes

And love the ones who are close

Because we never know when

Our true final tomorrow... is.