All lined up
Like cattle waiting for slaughter
What the hell are you're doing
Or does it even f**ing matter?
They tell you, you listen
Blindly you give in
And follow their every f**ing move
Another face
Exactly like the rest
The very ones I've grown to hate
You're nothing more than a carbon copy
Broken dreams
Controlling everything around me
And I don't wanna be just another mindless
Frail machine
Masks on their faces
To hide the ugly, tasteless, shallow, miserable person they've become
Obsessive fanatic
You're made of plastic
You're only fooling yourselves
We won't be stayed
No we won't be tempted
We won't be stayed
We won't be tempted
We'll never change
Lose yourself
Abandon hope
Give in to them
Get rich then die alone
Lose yourself
Abandon hope
Give in to them
Get f**ed then die alone