Lines and rows, rows and lines

Boundaries you don't dare go outside

Take your beating with a smile

Everything is now for sale



What's the price of a stolen life?

What's the salary to line up like a soldier?

Then march into the sea?



Seen and heard about their new advances

King convenience got a new crown

I'd rather be left behind

Then be a well trained failure



So let's take a commercial break

Pause this masterpiece

The only words from our sponsors are

“you can't have anything”



There's a window I've been trying to look out

There's some scenery I've never seen before

But a few say this cannot be allowed

Keep your heads and hands inside

Keep your single file lines

Keep it to yourself



Voices said to me

You don't need a fucking cubicle to be free

I'll sit all alone and play guitar for hours

In this crumbling room I call home now

Who's to say that dreams are not allowed

Can you understand me now?

I'm screaming it loud



I step back and take a look in from the outside

I see neon signs and traffic lights and lost time