Did we ever have the thought to wonder why,
that happenstance, the bliss,
the blinding eyes, are under their control
We feel the fright, inside, we walk away,
the pockets passions price we have to pay
Is under their contorol
Don't become a victim, waste away, los your soul
Now sing it back to me
We are the slaves, the mass the undermined,
the rotting future and the darkended mind
We're under their control
We are the broke, the lost, provincial tame,
the status quo that leaves us all ashamed
We're under their control
Don't become a victim, waste asway, lose your soul
Nothing matters
Our love and our lives hang in balance,
and we don't understand where our choices lay
And we want, but its just as fun to hate yourself, when nothing matters
We feel inside, awake we have to try,
to steal our fate back from the dollar signs
Not under their control
We make a wave, a light, exploding time,
we climb together to make hearts aligned
Not under their control
Don't become a victim, waste away, lose your soul
Nothing matters
Our love and our lives hang in balance,
and we don't understand where our choices lay
And we want, but it's just as fun to hate yourself, when nothing matters
Didn't we go, did we go, did we go insane
Didn't we go, didn't we move faster to sleep than to change
I dont' wait for change I rectify
Don't we need a change, tear free from their control
Don't we need a change from this shallow fucking grave?