You see them walking through the cold
every day the same thing
roaming in millions but alone
with no chance of sharing
whatever takes this weight from you
when all the promises of a brilliant future begin to fade?
I'd rather die starving now than living like you
They stand
like empty shells of former humans
Justify their worthless wasted lives
There's nothing left to say
neither more remains
Where once were more than just machines
This void can never be fulfilled
but you can try to hide it
in a perpetual sense of guilt
frustration's growing higher
when apathy is a virtue
we're driven to the point where dreaming has turned into a matter of shame
...a matter of shame
They stand
Like empty shells of former humans
Justify their worthless wasted lives
There's nothing left to say
neither more remains
Where once were more than just machines
I'd rather die starving now than becoming like you
They stand
Like empty shells of former humans
Justify their worthless wasted lives
There's nothing left to say
neither more remains
Where once were more than just machines
They stand
Pathetic shells of former humans
They stand
Pathetic shells of former humans