Is this a homicide? Cause, it feels like suicide

That keeps on pulling me down, pulling me down while, there's pieces of them all around

Our lives, have been signed on the dotted lines

Streaming to me every night, it will subdue the brain and tear out the heart

I feel like there's been a distraction, a chain reaction, a human infraction

Of the poor, of the sick, of the weak… of the tired, the hungry, the meek

Shadows of lives grow, the sands of time will blow

You don't know, what you don't know. Not dead - enough to show

The breath in our lungs, stink with decay. Crystallized with the lies of the day

So close to the ones you betrayed, but never sleep in the waste that you lay

I feel like there's been a distraction, a chain reaction, a human infraction

Of the poor, of the sick, of the weak… of the tired, the hungry, the meek

Shadows of lives grow, the sands of time will blow

You don't know, what you don't know. Where did we go, where did we go

Where do we go, are we too dead to know

Mechanized mental restraints. Disease

Mesmerized - with blood on their breath

Somnambulant - unconscious confidence closing in

Redefining- complex illusions. These are the times, and the signs everywhere

It's obvious there's been a distraction, a chain reaction, a human infraction

Of the poor, of the sick, of the weak, of the tired, the hungry, the meek

Of the broken, the hopeless, and scared

These are the times and the signs everywhere