Retrace the silhouettes of the empty shells and countless hours We move the merchandise from the dregs into the tallest towers
Oh, we are the broken ones Now that we've lost the truth And oh, and when your kingdom comes we will rest underneath
Translated into number, print outs singing hidden progress Are we denied of knowing our value
Oh, this is something you take Not that we had a say And oh, we will asphyxiate on a truth like substance

There's just enough to make this believable They told us they're pearls so we're flaunting the status quo

Our dreams are synthetic Our homes in stark white fences Our mouths wear their muzzles as we down supplements

We were told this was air so we breath

Wide eyed and captivated Feeling, hoping, orchestrated We are desperate can't operate like this

Sacrifice to maintain output Martyrs we're not but we're sold on the outlook

Our dreams are synthetic Our homes in stark white fences Our mouths wear their muzzles as we down supplements

Just so you know I wont be the witness I wont exit quietly I wont swallow ever broken life you supply

Enjoy your place at the top of the food chain The time will come for you to slide on down

Our dreams are synthetic Our homes in stark white fences Our mouths wear their muzzles as we down supplements

We both go down unclear of who's dragging who Who drags who?