Thank Your Lucky Stars

311 · Don't Tread On Me [2005]

I need a break something inside me said

From TV people counting the dead

A break from all this sadness is what I

Need now. Yeah



I've an ache and a loss for words

For apathy I sense in the herd

I've heard 'em and i'ts senseless no

Questioning it



And what's the point nothing so dull

Could ever on earth be brightened entirely

Just think about it



And what's the point nothing so slight

Could ever on earth be enlightened entirely

Just think about it



Ask me, I'm not blind, I can read all the signs

So many have died, so many out of thier minds

Thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's

Not hard

To be what you are, thank your lucky stars



We're in a place I thought we'd never get

People devolved and fought or they fled

But I do not know how we're goin' to get out of

It, whoa



It's a mistake to be paranoid

A mental state that takes strength to avoid

All the hostility and fear should be challenged

Whoa



Cuz whatr's the point of living that way

So many close their minds to what others say

Which ever feeling you voice



And what's the point, we're gonna pay

Sorted out one war or not we all have that day

So make your choive



Ask me, I'm not blind, I can read all the signs

So many have died, so many out of thier minds

Thank your lucky stars you've got it good it's

Not hard

To be what you are, thank your lucky stars