[Verse 1: Jerome Chance]
It's robbing and thieving, but they call it even
Capitalism the schism between ambition and prison
System of justice adjusted, more Darwin than Dickens
All of our twisted and young now only honour revolvers
So we silently riot fighting the lies disguising lies
As out vices, the crisis is the truth will surprise us
Cause they convince us that sin is embedded within us
So what's presented is sinister, exploited 'till we're finished
We try to make it level, so we deal with the devil
But we're living in hell, so we're able to settle
And breathing in the steam makes it easy to believe
So we die reaching for dreams we can't ever achieve
[Hook: Jerome Chance and Lesky Lee]
We're caught in the machine trying to breathe a steam dream. [Jerome Chance]
Are we still breathing? [Lesky Lee]
If you never breathe, will you dream the same thing? [Jerome Chance]
Are we still sleeping? [Lesky Lee]
I said we're caught in the machine trying to breathe a steam dream. [Jerome Chance]
Are we still breathing? [Lesky Lee]
If it isn't your dream, then it doesn't mean a thing. [Jerome Chance]
And we're still breathing. [Lesky Lee]
[Verse 2: Jerome Chance]
We didn't start this - we prey on the heartless, regardless
Light to our back, we walk into shadows, catharsis
Apart from darkness, our mission is hallowed
Risking the gallows we're targets, they deem us illegal
Our visions of eagles incarnate, we take what is hopeless
Make it our focus: anarchist or marxist, bleed for the people:
The broken, unspoken, beholden, our brothers and sisters a fixture
We exist as a buffer to whispers
Hope is abolished, swallowed by empty wallets
And lack of knowledge breeds addicts and alcoholics
And breathing in the steam makes it easy to deny
So we die searching for dreams that we can never find
[Hook: Jerome Chance and Lesky Lee]