We're just cogs in a machine Endlessly turning Just keeping things working We're just slaves to the routine We're all just expenses Kept behind fences And now you ask me What I stand for? And if I ever dreamed Of being more? But what's the price In being their whore? And getting ****ed Until you're red raw We're all just pieces on a board Begging for direction Without asking questions We're just subjects to the lords Giving to their greed While they ignore our needs But I refuse to live my life that way Fighting over pennies sent our way Cause even if you do what they say You'll still find yourself being their prey Can't you see what we've created? All the graves desecrated Do you ever feel frustrated? Worn down and agitated So they keep on delegating Shouting and dictating It's ever so demeaning When your life has no meaning All this time that I've waited For things to start changing But the doors keep rotating Yeah those ****ers Keep us circulating Yeah those ****ers Keep us circulating I'll make it on my own Ill make it all alone