The tempo is sped up,
Life has lost its steady pace
You wake up in the morning
Looking death in face

Wake up, report to 9 to 5 job
trapped in the 80 year loop
Another mind wanders under the corporate boot

the lies pile and they pile
they try to ignite the evidence
The media is all competitive
they give the truth a sedative

Any given moment could be your last
Dont stand around waiting for the A bomb flash...


Not a tear gets shed, cause we're moving way too fast
(but we'd rather keep on movin, than to learn from the past)