These endless isles of commercial piles
With millions of items for miles and miles

Sometimes I suddenly feel like my own worst enemy

I can't help but wonder

Somewhere in this place are we all just on display

And everywhere I see machines spewing out

Our violated dreams and,
And finally I cannot breathe
I cry out, but who will hear my screams


I steer clear of my peers
Stampeding humans are everywhere

Sometimes I suddenly feel like my own worst enemy

I can't help but wonder

Somewhere in this place are we all just on display

And everywhere I see machines spewing out

Our violated dreams and,
And finally I cannot breathe
I cry out, but who will hear my screams

Who will hear me

And everywhere this factory

Just goes on
Into eternity
I know I've fallen in too deep

I cry out
but who will hear my screams
Who will hear me