It's gone too far

Nothing's gonna save you now

I'm staying here only to see how it will end

Count down the days

This machine's about to blow

We've gone too far

And nothing's gonna save us now

But you ain't got nothing on me

Unless you count all that I've done

Still I didn't tip the scales

But you ain't got nothing on me

Unless you count all that I've done

Still I didn't tip the scales either way

Either way

Created needs and desires

Born on the funeral pyre

Hands tied behind our backs

This dependency depends on you and me

To stay pawns in the game

Worship the sockets in the wall

Free or not it's too close to call

Best to keep the questions simple

It's not about comfort or choice

That's just part of the divinity ploy

You got to love it to death

I don't know their motivation

Those who built this world to depend on them

Just a need to be needed because without control the illusion fails

We can't escape the event horizon

The mass of mass consumption will pull us in

Is it too late to choose sides?

The game is on

The lines are drawn

The game is on

The lines are drawn

The game is on

The lines are drawn

Everything is not enough

Everything is not enough

Everything is not enough

Everything is not enough