One night I think you said to me that we're broken Well I'm still breaking But I realize my skin's not bulletproof either Mazes in the cornfields died And on their grave a new hotel lies Only crumbling dirt and crumbling lives survive That tune you're humming never sounded so bleak to me Father, have you done right? "I broke my back, son, sold my time" Fingers shredded even more than your spirit They'll break you in and work you down until you pledge allegiance To a system that brings you up just to knock you down "I'd like to see you turn this world upside down" Screaming voice of reason Muffled by concrete Beauty covered with parking lots Seems these yellow lines are all we've got Born as free men Tied hands Eyes left bleeding Goddamn The one's who've seen it Blinded Here's to those one's who die trying