[Verse] Hands in the dirt Eyes on the screen Living for nothing What does it mean Shattered mirrors No reflection to see We’re a nation of whispers Screaming silently [Chorus] Nation of disassociation Tied to the wires Chained to the station Nation of disassociation Burning the fire Of our own frustration [Verse 2] Static in my veins No signal No sound Running in circles Still sinking down All these faces Blank as the night A crowd of shadows Lost in the fight [Chorus] Nation of disassociation Tied to the wires Chained to the station Nation of disassociation Burning the fire Of our own frustration