I thought the West was won, but
Seems I had just begun to
Lose all ideals I once knew
Mountains of transmutation
Anxious anticipation
These sodden skies and burning fuse
Short goals and grim objectives
Soon rising seas will take our homes
Benchmarks ensure salvation
Creation and temptation
Black lungs and virtuous hate songs
Antibiotics and disinfectants
Germophobes for a stronger infection
Cowboys on steroids love tabloids
Expecting endless surplus
Soon they'll have nothing left to waste
Racing from dark what you distrust
Unsure why they all hate us
Think about it, think about it
The world defines you
Think about it, think about it all
You should be depressed
And no little pill will make any difference
People, for idle seconds
Bow to their idiocracy
Media-spun reality
Nightmares come every shuteye
Still they don't see what they've become
Still they won't see what they have done
Power mad, mass corruption
Blood money changes everyone
Wake each day in panic and distrust
Knowing why they all hate us
Think about it, think about it
The world describes you
Think about it, think about it all
You should be anxious
No little pill, no little pill, no little pill
Will make any difference