Thoven - Time Is Coming Lyrics

I don't know if it's worth it anymore
Black and white turned to grey, what are we fighting for?
They say the time is coming, they say to hit the ground running
If time is here, aren't we at the end?
Wake me up when you think the summer's ending
To brace yourself away, you told me winters coming
Just take the shame, the blame; You must be sick of running
Can't fake your lies, cliches; I know you're up to something
Hey what you say, don't know where you're going
I see you slipping away and that the sky is falling
It's make or break today, maybe the tides are turning
Seems to me the time is coming
Do you even know what they want you for?
Hope to use you all up til there's nothing more
They think they're hiding it under
They say, "you won't find another"
Truth is you're all just a means to an end
Wake me up when you think the summer's ending
To brace yourself away, you told me winters coming
Just take the shame, the blame; You must be sick of running
Can't fake your lies, cliches; I know you're up to something
Hey what you say, don't know where you're going
I see you slipping away and that the sky is falling
It's make or break today, maybe the tides are turning
Seems to me the time is coming
Damn, you're breaking away
Can't put it back together, decide to go or stay
Betrayal worse than the lovers
And It's a f*cked up thing to say
Well time is pushing us under
Into an early grave
Wake me up when you think the summer's ending
To brace yourself away, you told me winters coming
Just take the shame, the blame; You must be sick of running
Can't fake your lies, cliches; I know you're up to something
Hey what you say, don't know where you're going
I see you slipping away and that the sky is falling
It's make or break today, maybe the tides are turning
Seems to me the time is coming
"Time is coming"well, what's that mean?
You say with so much confidence it's clear to me
You're coming up with things to put your mind at ease
To expect a better day for life expectancy
Hold on a minute, yeah before you go
You better count up all your blessings on your fingers and toes
Something to consider at the fork in the road is that time waits for no man.
That's the way that it goes