Tekster: 311. Don't Tread On Me. Thank Your Lucky Stars.

"I need a break", something inside me said
From TV people counting the dead
A break from all the sadness is what I
Need now, yeah

I've an ache and a loss for words
For apathy I sense in the herd
I've heard 'em and it's senseless no
Questioning it

And what's the point nothing so dull
Could ever on earth be brightened entirely
Just think about it

And what's the point nothing so slight
Could ever on earth be enlightened entirely
Just think about it

Ask me, I'm not blind, I can, I can read all the signs
So many have died, so many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars, you've got it good, it's not hard
To be what you are, thank your lucky stars

We're in a place I thought we'd never get
People devolved that fought or they fled
But I do not know how we're goin' to get out of it
Whoa

It's a mistake to be paranoid
Mental state that takes strength to avoid
All the hostility and fear should be challenged

'Cause what's the point of living that way
So many close their minds to what others say
Which ever feeling you voice

And what's the point, We're gonna pay
Sorted out one way or not we all have that day
So make you choice

Ask me, I'm not blind, I can, I can read all the signs
So many have died, so many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars, you've got it good, it's not hard
To be what you are, thank your lucky stars

Ask me, I'm not blind, I can, I can read all the signs
So many have died, so many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars, you've got it good, it's not hard
To be what you are, thank your lucky stars