Match, Light, Schematics Lyrics

The straight forward stares of nine million empty faces
/ amputated hands from their wrists so they can never
Grab at the sky / and i fucking hate you / the way
You never feel satiation / the mouths are full but
The mind is weak / so please distract with useless
Toys / like thousands of tiny little time bombs ticking
/ the man with no face onctinues to dig circles around
His eyes that still take no shape / a funeral procession
Of fake rubber dolls marches the cirty streets / staring
At the walls / you will take it to the grave / this

Education / never live it down this humiliation / educate
/ humiliate the simple minds with simple plans / an
Endless line that begins at the factory doors / everyone
With their hands cupped / thanking the creator for
The little bits they think they own / unaware that
The world is collapsing all around them / because their
Only concern is their self-absorbed Lego kingdoms /
And ideas of a perfect sitcom life / match / light
/watch them burn / and you know the sun could never
Be bright enough for you / as long as there are still
Stars left in the sky for you to grab / with greedy
Hands / numb to the burn of emptiness