Текст песни Pilgrim Speakeasy — End of the Line

This is the end of the line
Feeling are nothing inside
Filled up with sticks and stoned
Like you, i'm a slave
It's so beautiful outside
But we're no all there
And they're all asleep
And they've got holes for souls where light could be

I heard you were down down
In the rising slum
You know you have to get out
'Cause you take your chances if you get them
Besides we got nothing to lose
I love the country
The air so clear and the mountains feel like freedom
But childhood dies and in its eyes
There's only entertainment

Children subconciously know of inequality
Take cover from my realities
And nothing but a song will save me
My lover it's always real for me
And only your love would've saved me

Violence and ego stars
Come falling from the t.v skies
I slept the day away and dreamt about the seasons
We're going out tonight
To find our fun whatever way we can
There can be no fear if you're gonna survive