Crumble

Staring at the empty I need to move along Choose to see it your way Leaves me all alone I need to find a reason I need to find the answer I need to pick it apart I need to make sense to restore confidence So what so what you're too good For what for

The grey clouds obliterate the light blue sky They're approaching quickly The sloppy and filthy streets are The streets are reflecting Reflecting the human condition Everywhere I look I can only see narrow alleyways The bridges are burning No chance