Burning Bridges To Nowhere

We're living in a work of fiction
 Just waiting for a reaction
 Will the day ever come
 When we're no longer on the run
 From our sorry state of genuflection
 To some self-appointed hanging judge?
 Pointing fingers like daggers to backs,
 Friendships falling to fashions and factions
 If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
 Who wants to scream forever?
 The words so deafening that no one hears a thing
 Maybe it's time to sever ties
 Or give me something...
 We're living in a world of friction
 So should we dispute the conditions
 Or give into the constant attrition?
 Should we just let it die?
 If there was a choice I'd give up my voice
 Who wants to scream forever?
 The words once so promising
 Now no one hears a thing
 Maybe it's time to sever ties
 Or give me something REAL.