Wetiko

Addicted to compulsion with a convalescent
Failing to focus as you slowly creep closer to death
Becoming your god as it binds your path towards self destruction

Tell them that they’re alright
Lead them towards the only light
But never forget to feed the demons that come out at night

We've lost ourselves on the road to Hell
Poison in the waters and the minds as well

Why have we turned on our brothers and sisters?
When did we lose our way?

They construct the sickness in us
The tar that builds and fills inside insidious lung
They inject the falsifying notion
To tear you down from the inside out

We have untold indefinite faces
Pushing elites to construct their numbers
They control unlimited forces
To wear you down with your very own doubt

Left in the streets and they’re waiting for me to give up and give into commonality
We’re told that we are born into death and sin, I can't wait to see them waste away
Another day in decay

Why have we turned on our brothers and sisters?
When did we lose our way?

Twisting into faint dispossession
Following the breadcrumb trail on the road to division
A world of separation

A world of separation

Left in the streets and they’re waiting for me to give up and give into commonality
We’re told that we are born into death and sin, I can't wait to see them waste away
Another day in decay