Stephen Micciche - Awful Lot lyrics

Explosion from the bottom of a well Thin walls harsh winds I tried to tap a deeper, brighter vein But I'm back in old skin again Pale stone I am out of blood Left in the chapel by a thousand other things I could've loved But barely touched We used to talk to God with acid on our tongues We were divine when we were drunk Before the world put out the fire and fed us crumbs Chasing bended light I went missing on the roads that wind through the corners of your eyes Barbarians Guard yourself with laughter, numb the meaning with the word Barbarians We tamper with a down machine but know it cannot work Barbarians We had such promise until we broke our promises. (X4) Why can't it be the year two thousand? I want to live in the year two thousand When I was dumb enough to truly believe Why can't it be the year two thousand? I want to live in the year two thousand When having nothing meant having everything No one is taking my calls anymore I can never get through Acknowledge me you motherf**ers I am cold and I'm blue You savages Barbarians