End Of The Century Lyrics - Fifteen

Sometimes I just want to Fly, Sometimes I just want to Die 

Life is so full of dichotomy, It's so plain to see 

The only sane choice is insanity 

Welcome to the land of plenty, We are all so busy 

In our quest for permanence, we lose sight of the relative 

unimportance, of our conquest to see who can produce the most trash 

Before you Die 

Welcome to the end of the century, Life is so easy 

Wouldn't it be nice, if we could find a compromise, between technology 

And the well being of the Earth that grants us every goddamed thing we need 

You can't see the sun rise 

When the buildings have grown too tall to see the skies 

And the smog is too thick to be pierced by your eyes 

You can't feel the rain come down 

When you're locked in a box, nailed to the ground 

And the muffled cries for help are the only sound