Auto-Intoxication

The more I want to be me
The less I know myself
The living left to die
While ghosts are brought to life

Welcome to the new slave trade
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
How the hell do we find each other
Suffering auto-intoxication

The disaster isn't coming; it's already arrived
I'm so lucky, I think that I survived

I am what I am, my body belongs to me
My work will set me free and fullfill my dreams
A new economy embraces or ruins
It makes us strong and suits our fears

Welcome to the new slave trade
Drained of delusion and buried in debt
How the hell do we find each other
Suffering auto-intoxication

The disaster isn't coming; it's already arrived
I'm so lucky, I think that I survived

The disaster isn't coming; it's already arrived
I'm so lucky, I think that I survived