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