sum of the above

Well informed ignorance is blissful awareness
And if you are the difference then you're fighting a war that is senseless
Who can say and who can pay for the one that will make all my choices
Faithless then and faithless now, I've depleted what's left of the voices

Don't wake me up, it's far too late
Clueless of what we instigate
A vacancy, another phase
Complacency-coated malaise
Why do bad ideas always spread
If there's not an answer, look away instead
To blame for this, it can't remain
A shame it is, could you explain

Bought and sold as someone told, I need this to foreclose me
Plastic insides are so cold, and the message is always eroding
Broken glass is in the past that was untouched in all of your memories
What will pass will never last and was always just pretending

Don't wake me up, it's far too late
Clueless of what we instigate
A vacancy, another phase
Complacency-coated malaise
Why do bad ideas always spread
If there's not an answer, look away instead
To blame for this, it can't remain
A shame it is, could you explain

Could you explain
Could you explain
Could you explain
Could you explain

Break apart all that remains, until you've lost the feeling
Thinly veiled by bandages, disguise the lack of healing
Broken now it can't be fixed and isn't worth repairing
Helpless? No, we love despair, the world itself is tearing

Don't wake me up, it's far too late
Clueless of what we instigate
A vacancy, another phase
Complacency-coated malaise
Why do bad ideas always spread
If there's not an answer, look away instead
To blame for this, it can't remain
A shame it is, could you explain

Could you explain
Could you explain
Could you explain
Could you explain