Unrest

I've walked these streets a thousand times,
Still this world never seemed colder.
Compromised a thousand times to the will of malicious minds.
Reality never hit so fucking hard.
Crushed by endless desperation, endless surrender.

Retrace the steps, retrace the steps.
Is this what I have become?
Retrace the steps, retrace the steps.
What the fuck have I become?

Security, illusion for the weak.
Refuge, sought in routine.
Another gear in the fucking machine.

See, you can win the rat race
But you're still nothing but a fucking rat.
So seek that crown, because in this kingdom of
Fools true ignorance reigns supreme.

I see this city for what it is,
Retrace the steps. (x2)
A monument to the depths of human misery.
Retrace the steps. (x6)
What have we become?