Crooked Minds Lyrics - Dead Silence - Billy Talent

Crooked minds have gone astray 

Have they never learned from yesterday? 

Only a fool would wear the crown 

One day the kids will tear it down 

Yeah 

Can't you see the clocks are ticking away? 

They try to fit more hours into the day 

To see that you was crunching numbers away 

We're running out breath just to keep up the pace 

And when did the revolver start the race? 

When did the revolver start the race? 

Accelerated architecture creates 

a manufactured lifestyle for the deranged 

They swallow up the green and build up the gray 

And like tomorrows kids, dispose of today 

And when d'you think the roots will buy them out? 

When d'you think the roots will buy them out? 

Crooked minds under gray skies 

They can't live 'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

Crooked minds ain't satisfied 

'til the ground touches the sky 

(the kids will tear it down) 

touches the sky 

(the kids will tear it down) 

Cemetery statue stare into space 

sucked into a social media craze 

They're looking for an answer to explain 

the reason why disaster strikes again 

A picture perfect family sits by the lake 

swimming in a sea of mechanical waste 

And can't they see a tragedy awaits? 

Can't they see a tragedy awaits? 

Crooked minds under gray skies 

They can't live 'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

Crooked minds ain't satisfied 

'til the ground touches the sky 

(the kids will tear it down) 

touches the sky 

(the kids will tear it down) 

We'll tear it down 

Cauterize these butchered eyes 

Tangled in their power lines 

Tear the ground up with their lives 

Raise the caskets in the sky 

Someday soon they'll realise 

Nothing's left for you and I 

Nothing's left for you and I 

Crooked minds have gone astray 

Have they never learned from yesterday? 

Only a fool would wear the crown 

One day the kids will tear it down 

Crooked minds under gray skies 

They can't live 'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

Crooked minds ain't satisfied 

'til the ground touches the sky 

(the kids will tear it down) 

touches the sky 

(the kids will tear it down) 

Cauterize these butchered eyes 

Tangled in their power lines 

Tear the ground up with their lives 

Raise the caskets in the sky 

Someday soon we'll realise 

Nothing lives 'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

'til something dies 

(the kids will tear it down) 

'til something dies