Josh Garrels Cynicism song lyrics

Cynicism is the sickness of my culture

We undress each other with an evil eye

Concentric circles we look like vultures

When we feast on the failures of the lives we criticize

Don't stand alone and cast your stones at her

Unless you think you're innocent yourself

The same measure that we use to condemn men

Will be the same that's poured out upon our heads

We've all gone astray

We kick against the pricks so convinced we know the way

But who can repay

The love we sacrificed for an empire made of clay

Self-promotions how we function in this culture

We fight for the spotlight with a peacocks pride

And then condescend to all the lesser men

From thrones we make of payed accolades and a compromise

There is no power that a man can have

Unless it's given to him from above

Our ladders of success descend to hell

Don't sell your soul and lose your one true love

We all gone astray

We kick against the pricks so convinced we know the way

But who can repay

The love we sacrificed for an empire made of clay

We've all gone astray

We kick against the pricks so convinced we know the way

But who can repay

The love we sacrificed to kings for a day