I've spent my life questioning everything   Sometimes what is placed right in front of us   I find so hard to believe   It can crush us so hard   That it becomes difficult to breathe   "Give it some time"   Is just not enough   I've gotta dig deeper than that   To find some comfort   We sit and pretend   That we're content   But I feel we've covered up    Our rage that keeps us driven   SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING MORE   Living in a cold world   But it doesn't have to be that way   We're keeping ourselves down   We don't bite the oppressive hand   That's feeding us all lies   Yes denial feels so good   But we are marching ourselves   To an untimely grave   Simply by our actions   WE HAVE BECOME   OUR OWN WORST ENEMIES   And I feel we've covered up our rage   That keeps us driven   SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING MORE   The hand that feeds   Is the hand that's keeping you down