Scrubs Stop Signs And Alarm Clocks Lyrics

stop signs; waking up to your alarm clockthese machines
tell you when to stop and start your day
bound by the bands worn on our wrists bound by the
suits
we wear to work reminding us we're really no one at all
i feel so sick
when did living
become this?
you've got the world on strings but you won't make a
buck off me
i'm gonna cut those strings with the knife you sold me
on tv
attending institutions to educate ourselves
that teach us only how to be insignificant

medicating ourselves so we don't get too down never stopping to think that sometimes we're supposed
to be sad
our guide is a screen with images
it tells us how to live and in the breaks it tells us
that we need to own
history's most significant development
is the ability to horrifically annihilate ourselves
i feel so sick
when did living
become this?
you've got the world on strings but you won't make a
buck off me
i'm gonna cut those strings with the knife you sold me
on tv
i learned it on tv
i learned it on tv