Regress

We are the gears in this churning machine
The burning steam from the crack in the surface
We are your souls insomnia, the restless heart of indignation
Forever awake
Youre all insane, staring at inevitable change
The selfish few who will stand in the way
But with each orbit you beg the world to turn at your will
To rotate in reverse
Youre not a hero if youre trapped behind a mask
Cant hear them screaming when your head is in the sand
Were hopeless, were helpless, well wait here for a sign
Or stare into the sun until were blind, and out of time
You left each other to drown in a sea of ill concern
In search of a thorned crown you were never meant to earn
Youd set the world ablaze to warm your hands on the flames
How did we let it come to this? Were all to blame
This isnt progress
This. Is. Not. This isnt progress
Misled and sick in the head, playing the victim again
Youre not a hero if youre trapped behind a mask
Cant hear them screaming when your head is in the sand
What will it take to make you see?
Were hopeless, were helpless, well wait here for a sign
Or stare into the sun until were blind, and out of time
We are the gears in this churning machine
The burning steam from the crack in the surface
We are your souls insomnia, the restless heart of indignation