Propaganda ft. Grant Howard Lyrics

Rarely checking the news anymore

Always the same, politics and war

Play a tiny violin for the violence I abhor

People

(Or so I'm told)

Walking by

(All with the same look in their eye)

Living a life pretending to care

But the front lines remain there

Where do I?

(Where do I? Where do I? Where do I?)

Where do I?

Where do I look for sunlight through the storm?

Where do I search for color in the grey?

Where do I find the black and the white?

Where do I find the chemicals to clean it all up?

Where do I find the beauty in these bad dreams?

Where do I grieve when the opaque dies?

Where do I find the harmony in the screams?

Where do I go when I'm left out to dry?

These days nothing's not controversial

Please say someone's fixing the world they sold

Scraping by by scraping off the mold

Just say it gets better before I'm old

People

(Or so I'm told)

Walking by

(All with the same look in their eye)

Living a life pretending to care

But the front lines remain there

Searching for something that hasn't existed in a century

Let me find, let me find peace

Where do I look for sunlight through the storm?

Where do I search for color in the grey?

Where do I find the black and the white?

Where do I find the chemicals to clean it all up?

Where do I find the beauty in these bad dreams?

Where do I grieve when the opaque dies?

Where do I find the harmony in the screams?

Where do I go when I'm left out to dry?

Where do I look for sunlight through the storm?

Where do I search for color in the grey?

Where do I find the black and the white?

Where do I find the chemicals to clean it all up?

Where do I find the beauty in these bad dreams?

Where do I grieve when the opaque dies?

Where do I find the harmony in the screams?

Where do I go when I'm left out to dry?