Once lost we will never find our way.
Shutting down, we're devoid of things to say.
Our prospects are growing worse with every hour.
With no voice it seems we've got no power.
Overcome by headlines, we believe what isn't true.
You've got no empathy for anyone but you.
Our moral contradictions and subjective, hollow tomes
Perpetuate the fear asphyxiating us at home, so...
Seems like there's no place left to hide
From the cold, amorphous dread that we all feel inside.
Actions might dictate who survives
The hopelessness which punctuates our empty lives.
Could there be something?
I need a reason.
Could there be anything at all?
Systems of technology which once kept us informed
Now endeavor to perpetuate the norm.
Privatization of concentrated wealth
While millions still suffer in dilapidated health, so...
Who cares to calculate what indigence will cost?
How can we replicate urbanity this lost?
The curtain falls on the ultimate disgrace.
We hunger for equality though we've never had a taste, so...
Seems like there's no place left to hide
From the cold, amorphous dread that we all feel inside.
Actions might dictate who survives
The hopelessness which punctuates our empty lives.
Could there be something?
I need a reason.
Could there be anything at all?
The irony will make you laugh,
Intervene on our behalf,
To undo this mask of false complicity.
The right-wing despotic government
Has manufactured our consent.
Can we entrust ourselves
To transform their doctrine to dissent?
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Once lost we will never find our way.
Shutting down, we're devoid of things to say.
Our prospects are growing worse with every hour.
With no voice it seems we've got no power.
Overcome by headlines, we believe what isn't true.
You've got no empathy for anyone but you.
Our moral contradictions and subjective, hollow tomes
Perpetuate the fear asphyxiating us at home, so...
Seems like there's no place left to hide
From the cold, amorphous dread that we all feel inside.
Actions might dictate who survives
The hopelessness which punctuates our empty lives.
Could there be something?
I need a reason.
Could there be anything at all?
Systems of technology which once kept us informed
Now endeavor to perpetuate the norm.
Privatization of concentrated wealth
While millions still suffer in dilapidated health, so...
Who cares to calculate what indigence will cost?
How can we replicate urbanity this lost?
The curtain falls on the ultimate disgrace.
We hunger for equality though we've never had a taste, so...
Seems like there's no place left to hide
From the cold, amorphous dread that we all feel inside.
Actions might dictate who survives
The hopelessness which punctuates our empty lives.
Could there be something?
I need a reason.
Could there be anything at all?
The irony will make you laugh,
Intervene on our behalf,
To undo this mask of false complicity.
The right-wing despotic government
Has manufactured our consent.
Can we entrust ourselves
To transform their doctrine to dissent?
Shutting down, we're devoid of things to say.
Our prospects are growing worse with every hour.
With no voice it seems we've got no power.
Overcome by headlines, we believe what isn't true.
You've got no empathy for anyone but you.
Our moral contradictions and subjective, hollow tomes
Perpetuate the fear asphyxiating us at home, so...
Seems like there's no place left to hide
From the cold, amorphous dread that we all feel inside.
Actions might dictate who survives
The hopelessness which punctuates our empty lives.
Could there be something?
I need a reason.
Could there be anything at all?
Systems of technology which once kept us informed
Now endeavor to perpetuate the norm.
Privatization of concentrated wealth
While millions still suffer in dilapidated health, so...
Who cares to calculate what indigence will cost?
How can we replicate urbanity this lost?
The curtain falls on the ultimate disgrace.
We hunger for equality though we've never had a taste, so...
Seems like there's no place left to hide
From the cold, amorphous dread that we all feel inside.
Actions might dictate who survives
The hopelessness which punctuates our empty lives.
Could there be something?
I need a reason.
Could there be anything at all?
The irony will make you laugh,
Intervene on our behalf,
To undo this mask of false complicity.
The right-wing despotic government
Has manufactured our consent.
Can we entrust ourselves
To transform their doctrine to dissent?