Living in this rushing world without any kind of activity
I'm sure as hell some would say: well, not quite a bad idea
Chicks and bucks and fame fill out the space that gapes inside their heads
They're all thinking about things that they've never ever had
"Take it easy, baby!" - they keep saying with a glance
Always chilling out, waiting for another chance
Waking up from never ending dreams feels just like a crash
As a sleepwalker, dizzy steppin' on the edge
Activate yourself and you will see, you're free of doin' what you'd like
Wake up, don't waste your time. This choice is the one that counts, the one that really counts
"Take it easy, baby!" And you'll never even get a chance
Keep on chilling out, and you won't realize your life is but a lie
Daydreams become nightmares when you lose control
There ain't no escape at all, is that what you were looking for?