Your future is set in solid stone
Turn off your brain give up control
We are the voices in your head
We tell you that it's time to GO!
Become the routine the day to day
Conform for mediocre pay
Why bother living out your life
Just sell your time and fade away

Tell me that there's more to life than 50 years of 9 to 5
Not me
Existence in short supply of intelligence and open minds
Not me
Tell me that there's more to life than 50 years of 9 to 5
Behind a desk waiting to die
I'm half awake and half alive

Just aim low
Fit the mold
You'll be fine
When I was a kid they said to me
Achieve your goals follow your dreams
So don't expect me to apologize for not growing up to hate my life

So is this the life that's meant for me
To sell out my personality
To make money for stuff I don't need
Just a puppet hanging on it's strings