B.D.O.C. by Dig Hay Zoose

B.D.O.C.
by Dig Hay Zoose

Where is it we have been
That we have wound up here
With nothing left to love for
And everything to fear
It gets a little more ugly here
Every single day
The things we built for tomorrow
We're tearin' down today

I wish we could leave it all behind
Open up the sky and let the sun shine
I'll hang here for a sunny brighter day
I'm not me and you're not you and it'll be okay

We are the fallen idol
Of a failing enterprise
If you're looking for a scapegoat
You just might be surprised
Take a look in the mirror
Now you've got a name
A face a people and a country
Somewhere to place the blame

Skyscrapers (falling down)
Little children (falling down)
Democracy (falling down)
My patience is falling...