All we know is steel and stone We're worked to the death, we're worked to the bone Spreading ourselves thin,striping ourselves bare We turn the screws too beaten to care

Bottle up with spite, lying dead in the fight Exposing our skin to parasites The brain rot of the digital age leave our bodies stuck in a primitive rage

Getting ahead by bowing down and we fuck our heads when we're feeling down

The lives of the desperate are loud Matched by the noise from the screens Pretending everything's fine, we save our fears for our dreams

Forcing a fucking reckoning

Set us free