Waking up to an axe in my head
Bullets for breakfast, metal in my bed
Given rusted gears
That grind into fear
Parts all are broken
Oiled with my tears
We're mortals waiting slowly to die
Cause the system is made
To wither us dry
Robots with
Cords round our neck
Push us in a tub of water
Plug it in when its wet

We got a
Fight against
What we're taught to believe
We got a
Strike a fire
From underneath
We wont
Starve on
American dreams
We got a
Burn, down
The infernal machine
We'll let society know
That we want to live
And we want to grow
We've got to
Take a chance
And let it go
We'll build our
Own machine

Faceless Drone
Status quot
Workaholic mode
Empty and alone

Straight from the assembly line
Onto the street
No longer blind
We're the future architects
Demolish the system
Rebuild whats next

We got a
Fight against
What we're taught to believe
We got a
Strike a fire
From underneath
We wont
Starve on
American dreams
We got a
Burn, down
The infernal machine
We'll let society know
That we want to live
And we want to grow

We've got to
Take a chance
And let it go
We'll build our
Own machine

Faceless Drone
Status quot
Workaholic mode
Empty and alone

Make a world
That you belong
Make a world
That we can love
Make a world
That we can trust
Make a world
Just for us

We got a
Fight against
What we're taught to believe
We got a
Strike a fire
From underneath
We wont
Starve on
American dreams
We got a
Burn, down
The infernal machine
We'll let society know
That we want to live
And we want to grow
We've got to
Take a chance
And let it go
We'll build our
Own machine