Dark Days

It’s all the same… we’re livin’ in these dark days

I’ve encountered many women
No matter how much you respect them
They’ll flock to the dudes who throw the most money
Then they wonder why they’re left feelin’ empty

I feel like I’m in a library
Goin’ through books with different covers
Flippin’ the pages and the content is all the same to me
I’d expect more variety, but it seems hard to discover

Why do they consciously go after what they say they don’t like
Why do they give attention to the types they bad mouth constantly
It all really puzzles me, because it’s as if they’re all alike
No matter the background, upbringing, or country

It’s all the same… we’re livin’ in these dark days

You mean to tell me that objectivity trumps positivity
You mean to tell me that a gentleman gets overlooked for someone creepy
It’s all just silly that it happens over and over again
The nice guys finish last no matter the time… future, past, or present

Doesn’t even have to be for meaningful relationships
It’s even in the aspect of simple friendships
Crazy to think how this world has changed
People claim it’s greater, but it’s vastly deranged

I simply can’t understand the thoughts in their heads
I know it’s something that is best left unsaid
I’m just continuously disappointed in the discrepancy of the culture
I’ll never change, it isn’t in my nature

It’s all the same… we’re livin’ in these dark days

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