Escapeplan Routed کے بول

You've got The escapeplan routed You think that you're safe Their beautiful sunday skies Won't hold the dogs at bay The lie that they told you It's falling apart At the seams The dream that they sold you You will die Clutching that dream What made you think It would all add up The way they promised you That it would all add up I say hello naive Hello hollow, hello goodbye There's a place inside you Inside you and me A place where It's perfect to hide With all our mistakes All our guilt, our shamr Our indiference a vice The walls of materialism Towering towards the skies The vultures Are circling lower Awaiting our culture to die What made you think It would all add up The way they promised you That it would all add up I say hello naive Hello hollow, hello goodbye To consume is to exist To think free is to resist Wake up, wake up, wake up