Lyrics by Derrick Faith

Manufactured
Right in style
Mass production
Audiophile

Restitution
For capital gains
An institution
Of fortune for fame

You're writing symphonies of bullshit
And haven't got a clue

That the only one
The Joker's laughing at
Is you

Watch your back
Cover your Face
Mind Your manners
And don't be late
Playing pretend
So the sheep can prey

They used to call out your name in vain
Now they'd rather not call at all
When you were blinded by the proposition
And then bled to the concert hall

Firing up inside my head
With the scars I left under your bed
Running around in circles
And the mystery still escapes me

Fabrication
Of second chance
Degredation
Dancing a blameless dance

Salvation
From impending attack
Another story?
Just obscure all the facts

Well I think,that it's fucking ridiculous,
And calculated
Now is not the time
To play the game

Just walk away
Cause there's nothing left
Can't stop it now there's
No time to rest
Stealing integrity
like petty theft

They used to call out your name in vain
Now they'd rather not call at all
When you were blinded by the proposition
And bled to the concert hall

It's been firing up inside your head
With the scars you left under your bed
Running around in circles
And the mystery still escapes you

You keep on waiting for your salvation
Instead why don’t you make it happen for yourself
I burned the bridge now I wade
Through the cold, cold water
Because I’m not afraid of what I’ve done or who I am
And where the fuck were you when I needed saving
You’re just too selfish to care about anyone else
I lit the flame, now I walk through a lake of fire
Can anybody hear me as I scream?

Please back away, just get away from me
(It's just too much for me)
Move along because there's nothing left to see
(It's just enough for me)

And still you watch,and you question my intentions
When the very same could be said for you
I felt the winds of a changing world consume me
But the only thing that’s really changed is your point of view