We play life like poker like a joker. We tell lies like a full out bluffer.  The ace of spades was like mace to our faces now we lay here in disgrace, misery. Poverty. We have misdiagnosis and a loss of consciousness. 

Where will we go? Where and when will we break? 

 We are an economy built up struggling with society. The only way to cure pain is laughter. But that sounds hard doesn't it? With all the money after all it's just paper. Sure it holds us together for a while. But we just continue to fall down right after

Where will we go? Where and when will we break? 

Were alone in this world. If you don't  have connections you aren't  going anywhere.  Face it were lost. Depressed, fighting, giving up. Profanity is the new poetry.  The wars aren't easy. They aren't a video game that you can play at home and kick it with your homies.

Where will we go? Where and when will we break? 

We even have a number to identify who we are. You can make things good on your own,by not thinking. Feel free living, but reality eventually kicks in. 

Where will we go? Where and when will we break?