Reclaim
Holding power within our hands
We consume until our hunger's surpassed
Paying no mind to the devastation
Our corruption has grown into a monstrous form
Did we ever intend this?
Were we always this way, resistant to shame?
Dedicated to the mind of the hive
We will spread and independence will die
Ordered and structured in a world of suffering
Ignore the plight as the noose gets tighter
Our lungs cease to breathe
What a pathetic excuse for a life
Imprisoned in our own minds
Stuck in rotation
There must be more to life
A constant struggle for freedom
It is time to reclaim
Reclaim what is rightfully ours
We walk through the streets, we don't feel the despair
How can we feel a thing when we cannot stand still?
There is no room in this world for hope
There is no room for you
Asleep in a lucid nightmare
Afraid to be awake
What's the point in living this life?
We deserve to fucking die
We deserve to fucking die
What a pathetic excuse for a life
Imprisoned in our own minds
Stuck in rotation
There must be more to life
A constant struggle for freedom
It is time to reclaim
Reclaim what is ours
Reclaim what is ours
We consume until our hunger's surpassed
Paying no mind to the devastation
Our corruption has grown into a monstrous form
Did we ever intend this?
Were we always this way, resistant to shame?
Dedicated to the mind of the hive
We will spread and independence will die
Ordered and structured in a world of suffering
Ignore the plight as the noose gets tighter
Our lungs cease to breathe
What a pathetic excuse for a life
Imprisoned in our own minds
Stuck in rotation
There must be more to life
A constant struggle for freedom
It is time to reclaim
Reclaim what is rightfully ours
We walk through the streets, we don't feel the despair
How can we feel a thing when we cannot stand still?
There is no room in this world for hope
There is no room for you
Asleep in a lucid nightmare
Afraid to be awake
What's the point in living this life?
We deserve to fucking die
We deserve to fucking die
What a pathetic excuse for a life
Imprisoned in our own minds
Stuck in rotation
There must be more to life
A constant struggle for freedom
It is time to reclaim
Reclaim what is ours
Reclaim what is ours
Credits
Writer(s): Gary King, Steven Jones
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