The Feast And The Bones

So it is what it is and it has

Pretty much always been like this

We're no fools, no fools, no fools

Someone's blazed someone else's sorrow

And we all have a thing

But we don't do a thing

They're having a feast at our table

Left us gnawing the bones

We're no fools, no fools, no fools

They'll beg, they'll steal, and they will borrow

If we're docile, they will reign forever

And if we fight, they will have an excuse

No peace of mind, we're the perpetrators is all

We seem to dream

How on earth, man, did we get here?

Who the hell took us for a ride?

We're no fools, no fools, no fools

We know the faces of these liars

If we're docile, they will reign forever

If we fight, it will be their excuse

No peace of mind for the perpetrators, it's all

We dare to dream

They're having the great, the great feast at our table

Left us gnawing, left us gnawing the bones

How long will the wait be? Try it again

How long again? How long?

How long, how long?

How long?

Are we fools? Are we fools? Are we fools?

Do we really care or have the guts to handle the truth?

Are we fools? Are we fools? Are we fools?

Do we really care or have the guts to handle the truth?