Becoming Lyrics

do you walk or do you talk?
tell me, cause i, can see the difference
in what you do
have we become this thing we hate
this dish of old bliss and ignorance
is this all we do?

is the breeze supposed to tell?
will it live and see the sky or die and go to hell?

because we don't care, we're just there, we just stare
and we wont care, till he fights or she dares.
are we intimidated by the past
and those old days in which we use to
feel alive?

"i'm done with this" "i done with that"
thats all they say on each others back
its all a lie.
is the breeze supposed to tell?
will it live and see the sky or go to hell?

you say that i don't say,
you feel that i don't feel,
you called it away.