You’re stuck in illusion of making a difference Like a gear in a huge machine You don’t live, you only exist Still complaining like a drama queen
I don’t owe you anything, you know that And I wonder will you ever break out
Gladly consuming the garbage, they stuff in your filthy face You’re clueless about what’s happening Your image’s been lost in time and space Among the dust of insignificance
I don’t owe you anything, you know that And I wonder will you ever break out You keep making up stupid excuses You’re the people’s last thing to talk about