Foregone Conclusion Songtext
von Zach Schmidt

I was standing on the corner, fumbling for a dime
I was trying to find a reason just to say I′m doing fine
When everyone around me, can't seem to get things straight
For the foregone conclusion to our eternal fate

Well we′ve all been thinking lately that they're gonna drop the bomb
Gonna take this new world order turn us back with no alarm
The clocks are always cursing that were running late
For the foregone conclusion to our eternal fate

Well my my hands are always tired, my back is always bent
They said there'd be a savior who was truly heaven sent
They give us all these options
They make it hard to choose


Even the clowns commence their crying ′til their makeup starts to run
When the wine is way past working say hello to kingdom come
But even God don′t want to love me, in my current state
Of that foregone conclusion to our eternal fate

When everything is offered satisfaction guaranteed
Pretend to be happy gorge yourself on wealth and greed
You better hit the ground running boy there is no time to wait
For that foregone conclusion to our eternal fate

My hands are always tired, my back is always bent
With a body made for working there's no time for joy just yet
My eyes are fixed on glory, the end is coming soon

So stand up to be counted that′s what they always say
Keep your head down and keep working live to fight another day
Use your claws to try to crawl out from under all the weight
Of that foregone conclusion to our eternal fate
It's just a foregone conclusion to our eternal fate