Is something wrong out of lines to keep the rats distracted,

a hollow shell, habit trail, symptoms of getting older

But I'm not searching for the answers,

I know there are no answers here so I'm letting it go

And on we roll, through the stars

and slowly we're learning we've all been patrons for too long

So turn your head look away, and Hollywood's burning,

but I've got a part in the last scene, they saved it just for me

A shot rings out but no one cares citizens keep their distance

while the politics of self control

Massage our cruel temptations,

but I'm not searching for redemption I know I'm lost in confusion here

And I'm letting it go, yet on we roll through the stars and slowly we're learning we've all been

patient for too long

So turn your heads, look away and Hollywood's burning,

but I've got a part in the last scene they saved it just for me

How's it my heart couldn't stand up to your gods,

couldn't reach enlightenment, couldn't touch the sky

Why have we got this all wrong, white and blue collar clones, we're hardly alone

When we walk the same and talk the same and I would give you anything but you're asking too much from me

And carelessly you're slowly hailing to the thieves of our system down

no one made a sound

And on it rolls the title track, slowly we're learning,

we've all been victims for too long

So turn your heads look away and Washington's burning,

but I've got a part in the yeah I've got a part

In the last scene, the last scene