[Verse 1: Dessa]
It begins with a flash
I know they say it ends the same
Bit of skill, bit of chance
Now every player, guess the game
We start with these planets
Waltzing through the darkness
Tip the axis; that one's ours
Zoom the camera in, cue lights up, dim the stars
We shape the stone
Paint our pictures on the wall
We hunt alone, plant in spring
Learn to harvest in the fall
And we choose a king
Mine the metal for his forges, to better wage our wars
And all of Olympus is laughing
Until we go and split the atom
[Verse 2: Sims]
Push that metal on down the road
We built this city on coal and gold
Money that trickle out
Fill up that cup, sip it down
From the salt in the sails, on down the rails
"Everything for sale" is the golden rule
Including, well... well, I’m no fool
They get in a rush, in a haze, but I get
Out of mind, out of body, out of pocket
I don't mind putting on a bit of mileage
But I won't autopilot with my eyelids shut
I'm still gunning
But I learned what’s worth hunting
And I learned what’s worth nothing
Saw it, read it, outdone it
[Hook]
There’s no escape
They always looking for that easy out
But there's nowhere to go, yeah
[Verse 3: Cecil Otter]
Now all the parts are running
Sparks are spilling out the gears
Over some thousand faces
Waiting years to see this work
Aching cause they need it first
Patient, but they seem berserk
Craving for that feast of merch
Yo, save a slice for me and her!
Isn't it marvelous? Just darling, it's the newest thing
It's totally harmless, but its charming, it's the cutest thing
But it bites - not hard, just hard enough to break the skin
And your bone, and your back, and the bank...
But wait! It comes with a warranty
For a week, and that’s respectable
It's cheap and it's ethical
Well, it's ethical - well, it's magical, really
See, you put the cash in the till
Fill in the blanks, that’s it
For my next trick, I'll need your password and an exit
And then poof - cue the fog machine
[Hook]
There’s no escape
They always looking for that easy out
But there's nowhere to go, yeah
[Verse 4: Mike Mictlan]
Modern man
Out of hand
Motor mind
Off the line
Automate the operator
(Can you hear me clearly?)
I’m gonna live forever
Give me guerilla arms
Slingshot me into outer space
In hyper-colored glitter bombs
We'll make our mark, huh?
They'll put no stops to us
We'll leave our footprints on foothills
And dance the Megatropolis
Pushing evolution faster
Catching continental drifts
Desperately seeking solutions
To problems we know we'll never fix
In the belly of a robot, out the valley of a microchip
Dialysis in Wonderland to Apple-Z the viruses
I've never been myself, no human experience
You can’t Apple-S yourself, this is the grand experiment
[Hook]
There’s no escape
They always looking for that easy out
But there's nowhere to go, yeah
There’s no patience
They always looking for that easy out
But there’s nowhere to go, yeah
