A mass illusion
Blind men in a line
They smother their fires with gasoline
A strangers contribution.
Everybodyâs on the run
No clue where they are heading
A spineless attempt
Have we lost it completely?
It always ends up in a mess
A liarâs ambition, praised like a king
Every day in every way we are getting weaker
You wonât go far with the life that youâre living
Every day in every way we are getting weaker [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/i/in_flames/egonomic.html ]
Slow and calculated
Afraid of the sleeping well
Never ever reach the goal
A liarâs ambition, praised like a king
Every day in every way we are getting weaker
You wonât go far with the life that youâre living
Every day in every way we are getting weaker
A liarâs ambition, praised like a king
Every day in every way we are getting weaker
You wonât go far with the life that youâre living
Every day in every way we are getting weaker