At the bottom of the pit
Lies my senses
At the bottom of the pit
Lies my reason
Give me breath
Or change the meaning
Sampled ideas
Blinding thoughts
Seems more real
When pathes cross
And dark appeals
Give in your mind
Trade it in for synthetics
Get left behind
And feel so pathetic
Dying in the corner
They don't care
Leave you alone
Lost in dispair
Where time is impailed
Hands guide fate
Chained up feet
Stay up late
Out in the street
While they study your mind
They expose you
Unfeeling reality burns through
With no sanity
Do what they say
And you'll be ok
Die today
With nothing to say