Constant ticking, tensions on the rise
Who will fold first
That’s the big surprise
Secrets being kept, families torn apart,
The fighting is relentless
It’s breaking my heart

An innocent young boy, now a grown man
Fed lies from the start
Never to know where it began
People assume the roles, people play the games
The cycle is deadly
Bearing the weight of generational chains

What feeds your drive, what makes you feel whole?
What will it cost to sell your soul?

So much sadness, so much hate
Picture perfect outside
But tortured souls within
A ticking time bomb ready to detonate

Silver spoons flying, money dangling from a string
The desire to matter
Begins to overshadow everything
Climbing the ladder, flashing that painted smile
Numbing the unhappiness
Pretending to live the lifestyle

Animosity growing, the ticking continues
Nobody budges
Instead they insist revisiting old issues
The fuse burns bright, the fuse burns small
Tick… Tick… Tick… silence
A powerful explosion devours them all

Memories lost, a legacy filled with holes
You sold your soul a long time ago

So much sadness, so much hate
Picture perfect outside
But tortured souls within
A ticking time bomb ready to detonate