Regress
We are the gears in this churning machine
The burning steam from the crack in the surface
We are your soul's insomnia
The restless heart of indignation
Forever awake
You're all insane, staring at inevitable change
The selfish few who will stand in the way
But with each orbit you beg the world to turn at your will (At your will)
To rotate in reverse
You're not a hero if you're trapped behind a mask
Can't hear them screaming when your head is in the sand
We're hopeless
We're helpless
We'll wait here for a sign
Or stare into the sun until we're blind
And out of time
You left each other to drown in a sea of ill concern
In search of a thorned crown you were never meant to earn
You'd set the world ablaze to warm your hands on the flames
How did we let it come to this?
We're all to blame
This isn't progress
This is not
This isn't progress
Misled and sick in the head
Playing the victim again
You're not a hero if you're trapped behind a mask
Can't hear them screaming when your head is in the sand
(What will it take to make you see?)
We're hopeless
We're helpless
We'll wait here for a sign
Or stare into the sun until we're blind
And out of time
We are the gears in this churning machine
The burning steam from the crack in the surface
We are your soul's insomnia
The restless heart of indignation
The burning steam from the crack in the surface
We are your soul's insomnia
The restless heart of indignation
Forever awake
You're all insane, staring at inevitable change
The selfish few who will stand in the way
But with each orbit you beg the world to turn at your will (At your will)
To rotate in reverse
You're not a hero if you're trapped behind a mask
Can't hear them screaming when your head is in the sand
We're hopeless
We're helpless
We'll wait here for a sign
Or stare into the sun until we're blind
And out of time
You left each other to drown in a sea of ill concern
In search of a thorned crown you were never meant to earn
You'd set the world ablaze to warm your hands on the flames
How did we let it come to this?
We're all to blame
This isn't progress
This is not
This isn't progress
Misled and sick in the head
Playing the victim again
You're not a hero if you're trapped behind a mask
Can't hear them screaming when your head is in the sand
(What will it take to make you see?)
We're hopeless
We're helpless
We'll wait here for a sign
Or stare into the sun until we're blind
And out of time
We are the gears in this churning machine
The burning steam from the crack in the surface
We are your soul's insomnia
The restless heart of indignation
Credits
Writer(s): Jamie Hails, Rick Anthony Schneider, Daniel James Furnari, Ryan Siew, Jacob Daniel Steinhauser
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