Find It All

Well listen up son lend me your ears now

Direct your attention to the overhead screen

See all the faces and places and empty spaces in stasis

That run and hide the tired record machine

What is your problem? Where is your spirit?

What is your number baby maybe we'll call

Or likely we'll sit idly by

Impotence of the ear and the eye

To make a move could be a threat to us all

What is your problem? Where is your spirit?

You keep running around

Turn up the volume so you can hear it

You keep pushing it down

The money changers are in the Temple

They skulk and feast upon the dead

And now so jaded are the Sheeple

They'll eat whatever they are fed

You're in it alone You sink like a stone

I feel my life's been wasted

I feel my life's been wasted

In time you will know what they would not show

I feel my life's been wasted

I feel my life's been wasted

The industry's dead my friend

No place to run No place to hide

Scared little maggot

Oh you writhe around inside the body the Temple you ruined

Your time is over our time begins

In time your sloth may be forgotten

But we're still paying for your sins of the father

Eternal burden

It's what we're lugging and chugging and carrying around

Transcending reason with every word in

To knock 'em dead before they're hitting the ground

You're in it alone You sink like a stone

I feel my life's been wasted

I feel my life's been wasted

In time you will know what they would not show

I feel my life's been wasted

I feel my life's been wasted