I wake to the sound of
Kids playing in the summer breeze
All of a sudden
My heart's so sore, I can hardly breathe
There's a shooting star
Coming from afar
A distant world I long to be
I hear the siren's song
The radio plays along
Nothing can satisfy
Our insatiable appetite
For self-destruction
It's sad but it cannot be denied
It's coded in our genes
Fueling our machines
It's in everything we do
I hear the siren's song
The TV plays along
Press delete
Erase your mind
Step out of line
There's a brother on the other side
A father, a son
Reprogram your brain-washed mind
You're next in line
The grass ain't greener on the other side
Step out of line
The firing line
