Autark

I'm a broken tv

Scattered in the streets

Owned by ordinary people

Until I cut them free

But how could I expect

Anyone would understand

The things that I project

Were meant to be

Destructed by the truth

Separated from their youth

Be destructed by the truth

Separated

I'm already taking punches

Is this what you want to see?

Like a time clock after hours

I'm working for the company

But how could I forget

There's nothing left to talk about

'Cause all that I reflect

Was meant to be

Destructed by the truth

Separated from their youth

Be destructed by the truth

Separated

But how can I forget?

Yeah how can I forget?

Be destructive with the truth