Comfort - Vistas

Will you grow up to be a victim of consumerism

Starring in a film that you never asked to be in?

Tell me do you wanna live Americana dreams

To buy the things you don’t even want?

And do you hate yourself cause everyone around you’s doing

So damn well with their big house and job as well?

Try love yourself, how are you meant to love yourself

When pictures tells you you’re wrong?

And the feeling comes around again

Stuck to the ceiling and you won’t contain

So you believe the truth you can’t explain

When you find comfort you will find a way

Do you believe they’re lying?

Civilization’s dying

And you can’t deny it, temperature’s are rising

But what you desire helps to stoke the fire

So you blame it on someone else

Will you chase happiness in things that you were always told had

Happiness inside them?

But they made you

Happy less, and stressed, and left and unimpressed

Was it your soul all along?

And the feeling comes around again

Stuck to the ceiling and you won’t contain

So you believe the truth you can’t explain

When you find comfort you will find a way

And the feeling comes around again

Stuck to the ceiling and you won’t contain

So you believe the truth you can’t explain

When you find comfort you will find a way

Will you grow up to be a victim of consumerism (And the feeling comes around

again)

Starring in a film that you never asked to be in?

(Stuck to the ceiling and you

won’t contain)

Tell me do you wanna live Americana dreams (So you believe the truth you can’t

explain)

To buy the things you don’t even want?

(When you find comfort you will find a

way)