Jason CAstoro

Lyrics

Disaster strikes, Invaders strike
Running low on energy, and running out of time
Struggle with identity, I’m losing what is mine
Can’t think about tomorrow, I’m not ready for today
Knowing what I know now could have helped me yesterday
Disaster strikes, Invaders strike
My thoughts are disassembled, words escape me, cannot speak
What feels like an eternity has only been a week
Don’t know which path to follow as I’m drowning in self doubt
And if that isn’t bad enough, the coffee just ran out
Oh…
The meter has expired and I’ll have to pay the fine
I’m trapped inside a twisted maze of sinister design
I can’t express my feelings, I’m amazed I’ve come this far
The world’s a crowded parking lot and I can’t find my car
Oh…
They always have the upper hand, they always rig the game
Then suddenly they’ll make you think that you’re the one to blame
Elaborate conspiracies, conflicting news reports
The truth is modified by the agenda it supports
Disaster strikes, Invaders strike
They’ve broken every promise and rewritten every song
Reality unraveled, everything you know is wrong
The fallacy is over and the damage is complete
The only thing remaining is the smell of rotten meat
Oh…
Shattered glass and broken dreams are swirling down the drain
Desensitized, dehumanized, I’m numb from all the pain
Don’t expect a different outcome if your habits are the same
Remember that’s the very definition of insane
Disaster strikes, Invaders strike
There is no denying the invasion has begun
And if you choose to look away then they’ve already won
Division’s what they’re hoping for, that we will not unite
We must not let a darker day turn into darkest night

Lyrics reprinted by permission
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