Structured Ways Letra

And every time you turn around , It's tomorrow
Now picture a society so far out of reach
They'd eat through mountains of their own
Feast their eyes upon a fattened youngin'
And every time they turn their backs another is gone
So paint a picture of yourself
A model of your own world
You don't know what you've got until it's gone
Imagine a world with no arms and no legs
You'd lie there sometimes asleep , others awake
You'd rather be deaf , dumb and blind
And give up your appetite to walk, one more time
Now is this the picture we've designed
And what about the others will they ever survive
And you lie there trying to figure it all out
While the rest of the world is too busy to try
To pain a picture of themselves
A model of their own world
They don't know what they've got until it's gone