Hopeless heroes beat this claptrap haven
Rats bigger that the noiseless generation
Who the hell is Dow Jones anyway
Society's bones on a cafeteria tray
The feeling is the brain is split
From smiles to stares to baseless sh**
Walk off the shock to a beacon soul breathing
A helping hand against eternal lying
Asked to believe in traditions reasoning
To turn a blind eye to the monkey trial bleeding
Working to fight off disease beat the clock
Saviors pa**ing on the street
Covert creations without sound
Mirage is ruthless stumbling around
Darlings of deceit hyperbole