[Verse 1: Dessa]

It begins with a flash

I know they say it ends the same

Bit of skill, bit of chance

Now every player, guess the game

We start with these planets

Waltzing through the darkness

Tip the axis; that one's ours

Zoom the camera in, cue lights up, dim the stars

We shape the stone

Paint our pictures on the wall

We hunt alone, plant in spring

Learn to harvest in the fall

And we choose a king

Mine the metal for his forges, to better wage our wars

And all of Olympus is laughing

Until we go and split the atom

[Verse 2: Sims]

Push that metal on down the road

We built this city on coal and gold

Money that trickle out

Fill up that cup, sip it down

From the salt in the sails, on down the rails

"Everything for sale" is the golden rule

Including, well... well, I’m no fool

They get in a rush, in a haze, but I get

Out of mind, out of body, out of pocket

I don't mind putting on a bit of mileage

But I won't autopilot with my eyelids shut

I'm still gunning

But I learned what’s worth hunting

And I learned what’s worth nothing

Saw it, read it, outdone it

[Hook]

There’s no escape

They always looking for that easy out

But there's nowhere to go, yeah

[Verse 3: Cecil Otter]

Now all the parts are running

Sparks are spilling out the gears

Over some thousand faces

Waiting years to see this work

Aching cause they need it first

Patient, but they seem berserk

Craving for that feast of merch

Yo, save a slice for me and her!

Isn't it marvelous? Just darling, it's the newest thing

It's totally harmless, but its charming, it's the cutest thing

But it bites - not hard, just hard enough to break the skin

And your bone, and your back, and the bank...

But wait! It comes with a warranty

For a week, and that’s respectable

It's cheap and it's ethical

Well, it's ethical - well, it's magical, really

See, you put the cash in the till

Fill in the blanks, that’s it

For my next trick, I'll need your password and an exit

And then poof - cue the fog machine

[Hook]

There’s no escape

They always looking for that easy out

But there's nowhere to go, yeah

[Verse 4: Mike Mictlan]

Modern man

Out of hand

Motor mind

Off the line

Automate the operator

(Can you hear me clearly?)

I’m gonna live forever

Give me guerilla arms

Slingshot me into outer space

In hyper-colored glitter bombs

We'll make our mark, huh?

They'll put no stops to us

We'll leave our footprints on foothills

And dance the Megatropolis

Pushing evolution faster

Catching continental drifts

Desperately seeking solutions

To problems we know we'll never fix

In the belly of a robot, out the valley of a microchip

Dialysis in Wonderland to Apple-Z the viruses

I've never been myself, no human experience

You can’t Apple-S yourself, this is the grand experiment

[Hook]

There’s no escape

They always looking for that easy out

But there's nowhere to go, yeah

There’s no patience

They always looking for that easy out

But there’s nowhere to go, yeah