Paroles: Bodyjar. Rimshot!. Windsok.

The feeling that you forgot A question to you now The reason you know is not Why can't you see You've got no say at all How does it feel to be A way to sell it all A dollar sign soon to be Straight to the top Without a doubt at all Plant the seed What a waste of time You need to find a place To draw the line Follow the recipe The company said should be The ending of it all Successful 'till you fall End of the trend Building an entity A cliche ride through fame The was it was meant to be It is a sin We end up all the same Plant the seed What a waste of time You need to find a place To draw the line You're cashing in Can't you see You're running out of time On everything you've signed