Too many lies when I was seventeen   And now I'm keeping up time with you   Short sounds of apocalypse   And my world's torn out of view   It's always the same   They want to lock you down inside   They won't let you try      I realize it's all the same when the lights dim down to pray   Through the eyes we paralyze but the world won't stop today   Did you rise for someone else?   Were you afraid to be yourself?   We've waited all our lives for the chance to come undone      We spit asides and we ruminate   About the false sense of it all   Life's short and the spirit falters   All the weak will do is crawl   In broken time   To conclusions we've assigned      We sacrifice and burn   To steal convention all away   We try to paint the future   Somehow we sterilize today      With an audience complicit   We change the lies to gold   In our septic disaffection   Still function as we're told   As we're told