| The beautified unspoken words make no sense | |
| Deciphering the shallow mind's consequence | |
| Just see to that all empty thoughts will duplicate | |
| Leaving behind a shitload of things to hate | |
| Re-using sampled values made for me | |
| I buy your manufactured ways to be | |
| Believe the loudest voice will know what's right | |
| The power lies within the will to fight | |
| Take your bets | |
| Make a choice | |
| Sing the song with my own voice | |
| Sober truth | |
| A lie begins | |
| Take your place | |
| Mediocrity wins | |
| Seek comfort in the promise you'll never break | |
| Be sure the ground you stand on isn't fake | |
| Beware interpretations of your mind | |
| By now I realize, at rest I'm blind | |
| Tiresome disputation boring me | |
| Ascending dullness growing exponentially | |
| Digest the essence of what should have won | |
| Antagonistic radical conviction | |
| Given the chance to improvise something new | |
| Driven by lust to free my mind from me and you | |
| Directed inspiration taking over now | |
| Turning my focus over from why to how | |
| And I will never | |
| Take your bets | |
| Make a choice | |
| Sing the song with my own voice | |
| Sober truth | |
| A lie begins | |
| Take your place | |
| Mediocrity wins |