Mundane 歌词

We're all just random pawns Playing a game that just drags on The mundane may have a higher call But be sure it's never the one we want Unamused or too enthused We all sustain our soul's abuse Reach out Reach out to touch the voice in my head Medicate to break and take what's left I'm ashamed to say that we might be here just to waste away Is anything at random? Are these events prefixed in tandem? Is the timeline bound to break? Do my actions or factions determinate? Break memories We anticipate nothing Pathetic display Just to control something Brain waves in a haze Got us sleeping for days Self worship disguised as a deity At the altar praying for intervention What is sacred you turn into superstition Ignorance of self importance Self worship Reach out to touch the voice in my head Medicate to break and take what's left I heard you say it's all a part of the plan Consider fate might be for the hell of it We fill our hands with empty tasks And pray our lives so short will last I don't think you're as involved as they say you are Free will can not exist with predetermined scars Reach out to touch the voice in my head Medicate to break and take what's left I heard you say it's all a part of the plan Consider fate might be for the hell of it