[Verse 1]

Birds are circling above

They're called back to a waiting glove

Oh, why don't they fly away?

Surely they'd have guessed by now

There is no gun to shoot them down

And still, they stay for what they say

[Chorus]

Are they killing them with lies?

Are they fighting for their lives?

Killing them with thoughts?

Can they never get enough?

Killing them are we killing

Killing every single feeling?

It's a trained response

[Verse 2]

Birds are circling above

They're called back to a waiting glove

This sordid game it bears my name

I have worshiped some false gods

I've run to them like Pavlov's dogs

To hide my shame and fan the flame

[Chorus]

Are they killing them with lies?

Are they fighting for their lives?

Killing them with thoughts?

Can they never get enough?

Killing them are we killing

Killing every single feeling?

It's a trained response

[Bridge]

We're all preset to reset to

Die

To die

We're all preset to reset to die

We're all preset to reset to die

Somebody told me once

Beat them till they start to get used to it

Next thing they're lining up

[Outro]

Are we killing it?

Are we killing it?

Are we killing it?

Are we killing it?

Are we killing it?

Are we killing it?

Are we killing it?

Are we killing?