Architecture

I wonder if we’ll ever look beyond the flesh to see the soul inside

I wonder if our rights and wrongs could mesh, and we could find our stride

Hollywood, make me a machine so my gears will only turn for the dollar

Moving units, feeding bullshit-the pay is better when you make ‘em holler

Each and every one of us were architects

Taught to design a death that we could live with

The beauty and the filth, and the logic on a tilt

We must’ve measurеd wrong-look at this wreck we built

Creativity gеts lost in the shuffle of this so called “business”

One wrong move, and your once loyal friends will disown you with a twisted quickness

By all means, you deserve a cut for giving your life to these dreams

So sad to see when spite meets the greed, and then lawyers convene

It’s not robbery, but you could’ve fooled me