Wake up, wake up, wake up. This is not a test. It's time to me to come clean. To get it off your chest So, steady your hand before your face. And concentrate. There's gotta be some stable ground.
At the end of it all. We will be sold for parts, sold for parts. We will try to rebuild. But we ate it all away, all away All ambitions now run dry. Someone stop this thing, turn it off. In searc
Just drifting along with the world. Every motion is paranoid and paralyzing. Give it up or give em hope. Let us all survive the wake We, were a race, a human race. Under the glass behind it all.