Cruel Illusion - 90's grunge

Cruel Illusion - ‪@WeazleTunes‬ They taught me how to stand in line How to punch a clock and do my time Chase the dollar, chase the dream Build a life that looks complete Find somebody, fall in love Promise them you'll never give up Buy a house, raise a child Tell yourself it's all worthwhile Everybody's got an answer Everybody knows the way But nobody asks the question Why we do it every day It's a cruel illusion This life we're living in We work, we love, we lose Then we do it all again We reach for something higher Just to watch it disappear A lifetime chasing meaning While the end is always near It's a cruel illusion There is no grand design But what else can we do? What else can we do... They tell you growing up is good Like getting older means you should Know the reason, know the rules The difference between the wise and the fools You learn to laugh when you're supposed to You learn to hide what nobody knows You learn to say, “I'm doing fine” While something else inside you dies Everybody wants a purpose Something written in the stars Maybe we're just passing through here Pretending that we aren't It's a cruel illusion This life we're living in We work, we love, we lose Then we do it all again We reach for something higher Just to watch it disappear A lifetime chasing meaning While the end is always near Maybe there's no finish line Maybe there's no reason why Maybe all these years we spend Are just a story without an end Tomorrow comes, the wheels still turn Another lesson left to learn Another morning, another fight Another day to make a life It's a cruel illusion This life we're living in We work, we love, we lose And call the losing “living” We reach for something higher Hoping we never come down Still, we dance beneath the falling sky Still, we spin this world around It's a cruel illusion Maybe that's all life can be No promise, no redemption No reason we can see But if there's nothing waiting for us When the final curtain falls I'll keep walking through the madness I'll keep answering the call Maybe life means nothing Maybe nothing's meant to last Maybe we're just killing time While the future becomes the past But the sun comes up tomorrow And I'll get out of bed Put my shoes on, face the world And do it all again. Yeah... I'll do it all again. Even if it's all A cruel illusion.