Better Days Need Wiser Times

Do not push that pedal to the floor, wait a moment, please,

I cannot hear myself think, I can’t hear your voice anymore.

Because this speed-addicted world is like a fucking disease;

Where’s peace of mind? Have dreams walked out the door?

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I’ve known much better days when time was wiser, calm in its flow,

When life was not just a programmed state of mind, a bleak utopia,

And when all my feelings just came back to me, so soft and so slow;

I didn’t have to scroll all day long, like in this fucking toxic dystopia.

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I feel that we are using today’s tools of technological progress in vain,

We’re trying to build a jailbreak from our own past, dark but also brave,

It looks like we will succeed in glory but in fact we’re just losing terrain,

On the path of our destruction, we are the Hand of Tomorrow’s Grave.

Black Label Society – Pedal To The Floor (Lyric Video)

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Black Label Society – The Hand Of Tomorrow’s Grave (Lyric Video)