Same Direction Same Design Still what drive us Bottom line We are disposable assets Just a number A cog in rusty machine To aspire to Somebody’s livable nightmare When 65 Someone’ American Dream Our work is taken for granted Not another Determines what we can see Day of waking No other metric for value To the grind A kind of sociopathy I can’t keep living a lie Drains me of all I have inside Go the safe Way Toe the line Crush your passions Close your mind We are disposable assets Just a number