Prisoners

It's all in your head, the thoughts you have

To build your own illusion

The faith you need so you can proceed

And build a sane solution

But is it the truth, is there any proof

To back up the things you believe in?

Or is it a dream to make it seem

Like a goal that you're achieving?

We are the prisoners

Of the system we create

We are the prisoners

Stuck inside the space we made

To escape

What can you do to make and fuel

The mind tricks you're producing?

Learn to live with the faith you like

The hope that you're inducing

But you can be cruel and ridicule the corer situation

But what will it take for you to break the self humiliation?

We are the prisoners

Of the system we create

We are the prisoners

Of the fear that seals our fate

We are the prisoners

(The prisoners, the prisoners)

Stuck inside the space we made

To escape

Stuck in a rut, we keep on mixing things up

And we can't tell what's fiction from fact

The more we all try to live up to the illusion

The more we all fall through the cracks

We are the prisoners

Of the system we create

We are the prisoners

(The prisoners, the prisoners)

Of the fear that seals our fate

We are the prisoners

(The prisoners, the prisoners)

Stuck inside the space we made

To escape