This world will tear you apart

If you wait to be told to start

Innaction in turn guarentees

What faction will have your decree

Relying on marketed words

Deifying anything that works

Still chasing illusionary lines

As long as its getting you by

Reassuring i'm fine

Walking in a straight line

Don't you ever ask why

Trust the narratives right

This world will tear you apart

If you wait to be told to start

When your'e not what you want to invent

Your true self's who you start to resent

Denials the acquiescent tool

Belying everything thats in you

That self doubt has become a fiend

You drown out by surrendering