[Protagonist]

If we won or if we're losing

All depends on who you're asking

Did this feed on the nonexistent?

Or omnipresent, ever resting?

Ow, ow

If you figured interactions

Human beings, relationships

Algorithmic, symbols and numbers

Repeating to the infinite

[Protagonist]

I bet this caught you slightly bewildered

Shifted, splintered my perception of it

Sleeping giant, knowledge arcana

All that we used to say I can't recall

[Protagonist]

Put out our torches

Lay down our billy clubs

Let the keyboards gather dust

Cherish the silence and introspection

Fairly new for every single one of us

It's interesting, what we were missing

It can't be pinned yet, that'll be history

Lost all ability to read the scenery

Took fixation and the staring down a reservoir

[Protagonist]

We typically reserve for those less fortunate

Where ego turns to ash and heroes rise from it

For us to see, stow it away

For us to notice the ballet of day turning to night

[Protagonist]

Suppose there had to be something

Smashed through our heads

To remind us how it lies

Soil, water, bone and flesh spun through the sky

[Protagonist]

Tear the drywall from this room

Expose the rotted beams beneath

Turns out the whole thing was near collapsing

Just couldn't feel it via 5 inch touchscreen

Ow, ow

Say, is that literal fire and brimstone?

Sensing collective blue-balled bloodlust

Ditched my status, and I ditched my friends list

Social sabbatical to gain back my self-trust

[Protagonist]

One day we'll look back, say "god, were we that fickle?"

The hive went vapid, got itself in a pickle

Made the bad seem better, the good seem miraculous

Paused inhibition and turned worriers spontaneous

[Protagonist]

Inspired graciousness and kindness

Violent panic in the street

May take a lifetime to repair for some

And for the rest, a couple weeks

The intoxication of our doom

Hardly settled, but the greatest trick ever been pulled

[Protagonist]

And I, for one, now am certain

That some things don't make sense; ain't worth pulling apart

Exist to put you back into the places where you are

So when you're out on a Saturday night, you can find a moment's quiet

To fade to black, before the crowd pulls you on back

As we fade to black now, ever pushing back

[Protagonist]

I pack into the seat of my car

With a new openness of the heart

Blow on the cartridge, refresh and recharge

Or the madness'll tear you apart

[Narrator]

(Yeah! Got it!)

The end