I’m getting tired getting tired of these same old rules
It’s getting hotter, getting colder don’t know which one to choose
Yeah, the earth is melting and we see it all over the news
But yeah, it’s our fault that the earth is what we chose to abuse

In this cloned division, of everything I am
We sit here staring
Wonderin’ if the machine is jammed
Right now it’s ok
But later we have no clue
They’ll take our lives
And multiply them by 2

Don’t worry about children on the other ends
We know were not their friends
Not their friends
We know were not their friends
Not their friends

I can not breathe I can not breathe I hope we’re all still here
The sounds of motors, sound of saws are ringing in my ears
Yeah, I see them chopping see them chopping away at the gears
The gears that keep me, yeah that keeps me standing right here

In this life of ours
We spend time bombing cars
Crashin’ things with planes
Until it makes us insane
Then we’ll all step out; outside of our homes
Their all in lines
Shooting with no control

Don’t worry about children on the other ends
Its ok were not their friends
Not their friends
Its ok were not their friends
Not their friends