Robotic return to the hand that feeds
With no concern for the wounds that bleed
Moving forward like a leaderless soldier
Someday you'll move on but it's never over
Better keep your fingers crossed
You will do just as they please
You're sick and time's run out
With new found sense of doubt
Like a walking time bomb maybe
Now he sees that freedom's not so free
Your smoke never meant fire
You take the good, completely numb
Accept the worst, a rule of thumb
Can't feel the hurt set in
You will do just as they please
You're sick and time's run out
With new found sense of doubt
Like a walking time bomb maybe
Now he sees that freedom's not so free
Dismissed by judge and jury
Strayed paths result in fury
You're sick and time's run out
With new found sense of doubt
Like a walking time bomb maybe
Now he sees that freedom's not so free