Unrest

I walked this streets a thousand times,
Still this world never seemed colder.
Compromised a thousand times
To the will of vicious minds.

Reality never hit so fuc*** hard.
Crushed by endless desperation, endless surrender.

Retrace the steps, retrace the steps.
Is this what I’ve become?
Retrace the steps, retrace the steps.
What the f*** have I become?

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

See, you can win the rat race
But you’re still
Nothing but a fuc*** 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, retrace the steps
Ooooh, a monument
To the depths of human misery.
Retrace the steps, retrace the steps [x3]

What have we become?