The more I want to be me, the less I know myself

The living left to die, while ghosts are brought to life



Welcome to these slave trades

Drained of delusion and buried in debt

How the hell do we find each other suffering auto intoxication



But disaster isn't coming, it's already arrived

I am so lucky, I think that I survived



I am what I am, my body belongs to me

My work will set me free and fulfil my dreams

A new economy embraces the ruins

It makes us strong and soothes our fears



Welcome to these slave trades

Drained of delusion and buried in debt

How the hell do we find each other suffering auto intoxication



But disaster isn't coming, it's already arrived

I am so lucky, I think that I survived