"The Lives of Flies" | Rusty Cage

"The Lives of Flies" by Rusty Cage. Track 2 off the album "CROWLEY"
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LYRICS:
The lies of flies and then we die as quickly as we’re born
nothing that we make is taken, happiness or scorn
if every hope abandons you, there’s peace in that you know
when you hit rock bottom, there’s just one way left to go

I woke up when I hit the ground without a penny to my name
I threw away the only love I got and hung my head in shame
when I had nothing I remembered what I need
I bought no joy material, just fodder for my greed

You got this, anything you needed to survive

the addition is the mission that you be accessorized

but it’s all a pack of lies, you know that it’s true

if you don’t commoditize tell me what will you do

Is everything you’re wearing the extension of self?

every action that you’re taking for progression of wealth?

If you didn’t have a color TV how would you see?

If you didn’t have a social life then who would you be?

Cause everybody wants, and thinks they need

whether internet, cell phone, or blood you bleed

but only one of the three are gonna keep you alive

tell me, how far car can you get without the car you drive

They tell us that we need it, but really we don’t

they say buy what we sell but you can tell them you won’t

If you ever see the day that you’re finally done

could you give it all away if the time should ever come?

Now intrinsic as it seems, it’s really just a fallacy

everything is challenging its all about balancing

cause when you try to have a peace of mind

it ain’t hard to find, I want a piece of what’s mine

so fuck the time, everything will come eventually

essentially the only thing to hold you back is chemistry

cause what we put in our bodies is what we put in our brain

and if the mix isn’t perfect than it can make you insane

so tell me who’s the one to blame

every man, woman, child, if they think the same

every docile action, distraction from our passion

every session of aggression if you lack satisfaction

they tell us that we need it, but really we don’t

they say buy what we sell but you can tell em you won’t

if you ever see the day that you’re finally done

could you give it all away if the time should ever come?