Lost in the Static

And in the end I will show you that this life is only madness
Can we filter out the toxicity and find worth in the static
We build and build; we forget the model, we design the madness and we paint it gold

Swarming and spiraling burning at both ends
A blur on the horizon
We fail to keep site over and over again
Open your palms up resist the current
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
and you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
and you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
With pressure we creak and we bend. crimson feet trample our joints
We splinter and break. we suffer again
We become a path others use to take
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you. we slog side by side
Become a path others use to take
Lost in the static
Just to suffer the same

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
Hold me up and join me on the horizon
Kill whats left of the inner glow
Giving up the ghost
Growing cold
We never begin
Our own feet trample our joints, we burn at both ends
A blur on the horizon
We become a path others use to take
A distant undertaking to suffer the same
I'll stand right beside you. we slog side by side
Lost in the static
We build and build we forget the model, we design madness and
Paint it gold
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
and you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
I am not your fathers son (lost in the static)
and you'll find me at the end
Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones