been raised by the mass seduction
a dead cell for my every need
been fed by the purpose of services
against the purpose i fell hard

submit, conform
a slave rest of your life
and it'll be a lot easier
byproduct for nothing
picking up the pieces, grasp on to my sore sight
force fed nothing
a dischord with everything you've created
(apathy as a virtue)
force fed nothing

give trust, get back what you deserve
give hope not to feel incomplete
contradiction between our every need
against that i fell hard...