[Verse 1]

We're all molecules and minuscule, ridicule the pitied few

Sit inside our citadels and piss on what the little do

Purchase all the popular populate this fickle globe

Pickle picks a pocket but divorce is such a viscous fold

Foes fathom they fighting for the right cause

Left out one half now trapped in polar oppo-

Sites, yelling loud on the cloud but no one swaps a side

We lost inside the Internet work of our lives

Caught up with our pride and narcissism seen light

Through the prism told to reach high and fly

Right to the tip of the pyramid

In a midst of misty lies we lie

Misinformation miseducation

Misdirection misbehaving and missing payments

Meticulous they play the player and slave the slayer

Disciplined to be a victim of the system ain't ya

[Chorus]

We all could prolly die tonight

We all confined within the lines they write

Who knows I might be next to go

I only hope you never come and get my soul

We all could prolly die tonight

We all confined within the lies they write

Who knows I might be next to go

I only hope you never come and get my soul

[Verse 2]

Seance for the science you don't buy it

Rather hide in mind less vines and the violence

News is vying off the ones who is dying

Tried to kill Bill Nye like 12 times he still fighting derailing the lying

Dispelling mythical tellings and tails you entail as the truth

You tie your own knot ain't that a noose

A loose ledge hang yourself up in the cubicle

Aloof let out the cuticles, wealth got ya funeral

Dated planted sedated by mass media growth

Graded grave been ready to go since birth

Coffin Co. come knocking at the door with a hearse and what is worse is

You all worshiping the most high gods and the goddess

Pray away your sins hope all is forgotten

Hope all your problems turn into naught it's

Like you lost in the darkness the devil watches

[Chorus]

We all could prolly die tonight

We all confined within the lines they write

Who knows I might be next to go

I only hope you never come and get my soul

We all could prolly die tonight

We all confined within the lines they write

Who knows I might be next to go

I only hope you never come and get my soul

[Verse 3]

I'm just a bunch of atom bonds and minerals

Miserable and cynical spiritual if liquor flow

Laughing cracking back at these symbols and the mystical

Difficult to mettle with the biblical and fictional

Lost at how they profit off two millenni old gossip

Bought into belief now never leave until they off them

Often causing a storm until the rapture

They've captured you from the day you were born

I'm bored of babbling battles we been here before

Rich and the poor never settle the score

Rather settle into rhythm take a Ritalin they don't want you out of the or

Dinary implement, it's militant

Mayhem and madness make out the magic

Matador menace measured straight down the fabric

Fleece from the sheep they cut keep in their grasps it's

Either be with the herd or be heard by the masses, I'm the latter

[Chorus]

We all could prolly die tonight

We all confined within the lines they write

Who knows I might be next to go

I only hope you never come and get my soul

We all could prolly die tonight

We all confined within the lines they write

Who knows I might be next to go

I only hope you never come and get my soul