Walking through the city, has it always been so ugly?
You never see the same face twice
It's a marvel of human creation where men in suits prop up the nation
Where a million dreams have laid to die
Is this what we were made for
Living life on the fifteenth floor
The world's closing in
The world's closing in
Breathing in the poison, waiting for a train
Waking up tomorrow morning to do it all again
If we're the product of years of evolution will we ever find a solution?
Will things always be this way?
Is this what we were made for
Living life on the fifteenth floor
The world's closing in
The world's closing in
Is this what we were made for?
Is this what we were made for?
Is this what we were made for?
Fuck no
Walking through the city, has it always been so ugly?
You never see the same face twice
