The fake sound of progress

by Lost Prophets

Somebody told me that I'd always have to bow
If that was true I would've fallen apart by now
The more you think the less you hand away
So can you hear this? the Fake Sound Of Progress

Never reason with a fool, but is that unkind
Looks like I've lost my mind once again
I know it all sounds so contrived but it's got to me
You know I've got be more than this

Don't fret
Don't Scorn
Cause I walk a different street to you
You look so worn
I bet the life has got you blown-nobody-will-ever get to me

Somebody told me that I'd always have to bow
If that was true I would've fallen apart by now
The more you think the less you hand away
So can you hear this? the fake sound of progress

And I feel the way you hold, hold me back from this
Chances that I've missed, now they're gone
Apathy is all I sense, the feelings too intense
Sitting on the fence, can't decide

Don't fret
Don't Scorn
Cause I walk a different street to you
You look so worn
I bet the life has got you blown-nobody-will-ever get to me

All these words I accounted for
Never fear another day
All these choices I need more
Make me take-away
Tell me now, can you hear the sound
Of all these people falling down
Going back into the ground
Make me smile again

Tell me now, can you hear the sound
Of records spinning round and round
And all along its sounds the same old song
That I keep singing...It sounds like...dadadadadada

Somebody told me that I'd always have to bow
If that was true I would've fallen apart by now
The more you think the less you hand away
So can you hear this? the fake sound of progress

Make me smile again