Escapeplan routed

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