Is this a homicide? Cause, it feels like suicide
That keeps on pulling me down, pulling me down while, there's pieces of them all around
Our lives, have been signed on the dotted lines
Streaming to me every night, it will subdue the brain and tear out the heart
I feel like there's been a distraction, a chain reaction, a human infraction
Of the poor, of the sick, of the weak... of the tired, the hungry, the meek
Shadows of lives grow, the sands of time will blow
You don't know, what you don't know. Not dead - enough to show
The breath in our lungs, stink with decay. Crystallized with the lies of the day
So close to the ones you betrayed, but never sleep in the waste that you lay
I feel like there's been a distraction, a chain reaction, a human infraction
Of the poor, of the sick, of the weak... of the tired, the hungry, the meek
Shadows of lives grow, the sands of time will blow
You don't know, what you don't know. Where did we go, where did we go
Where do we go, are we too dead to know
Mechanized mental restraints. Disease
Mesmerized - with blood on their breath
Somnambulant - unconscious confidence closing in
Redefining- complex illusions. These are the times, and the signs everywhere
It's obvious there's been a distraction, a chain reaction, a human infraction
Of the poor, of the sick, of the weak, of the tired, the hungry, the meek
Of the broken, the hopeless, and scared
These are the times and the signs everywhere