[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]