Unknown, no ground truth
What you say, I take at face value
On the side, in the middle of the night
It comes to you
The grasping hand and its demand
We're living dust, you get the thrust?
Do what you can with these hands
Used to think the world was built on trust
How naive of me to think as such
No other world, the myth of progress
We just reorganise resources
There's an unknown turpitude
Day by day the opportunists rule
In control: the receding of the soul
You thought you knew
Extrinsic fear, give into it
Incentivеs lost, misplaced the trust
Sleepwalkin' dumb, gimme somе
Used to think that we were made for love
Thought your words at least could mean that much
But all along I never noticed
Just here to carry out a process
What you say, I take at face value
On the side, in the middle of the night
It comes to you
The grasping hand and its demand
We're living dust, you get the thrust?
Do what you can with these hands
Used to think the world was built on trust
How naive of me to think as such
No other world, the myth of progress
We just reorganise resources
There's an unknown turpitude
Day by day the opportunists rule
In control: the receding of the soul
You thought you knew
Extrinsic fear, give into it
Incentivеs lost, misplaced the trust
Sleepwalkin' dumb, gimme somе
Used to think that we were made for love
Thought your words at least could mean that much
But all along I never noticed
Just here to carry out a process
( Uther Moads )
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