[Budd:]
We get in it for the good reasons
But some how bad intention creep in
We all need something to believe in
Cause at some point we are all leaving
The curse of want the curse of love
We’re bound by being human beings
We stop doing what we need and what we should
Falling in love adrenaline rushing in the blood
The addiction the attraction the passion
Money is distraction when endorphins flood Ignoring the need of interaction stuck
A lonely soul can only imagine how it’s fashioned by luck
Hate war death murder alone and lost dumbstruck by lust
postponed by cost Time thrives when it’s forgot
Cast off as an afterthought as we rot

[Neil:]
In this nightmare world things could be magic
But your reality's a fantasy so it ends up tragic
A failure to imagine what's in front of our eyes
The skies weep as we sleepwalk to our happy demise
In this nightmare world things could be magic
But reality's a fantasy so it ends up tragic
The inevitable surprise is a played out shock
And I don't think I wanna stick around to watch

[Budd:]
Searching for peace for something else
Each person needs a least a little help
Each star connected is felt
Its expected as well when we suffer defeat
Outlooks mount up the rejection is bleak
But it’s the connection we seek
Everything connected but we never speak
What is expected of me In a world caught by things it thought up
Progression ignores us and haunt us still
Attempts to reverse progression but cobalt kills
We never know the end no sell by dates exist
We can never mend this because it tends to persist
We find fear daunting so form Friendships
Some don’t and choose to end it
Some defend it with clenched fists
While the rest expect a mention in the credits... dead it!

[Neil:]
Can't we just try
Something Else?
Can't we just give it a go?