Lost in (Remastered)

All out of reasons to care, The dead control the air, How can anything change When a quarter of the World owns everything How can this be free when homeless line the street? Is this really free? Is this what we fought for? Is this what we believe? The landfills work overtime, And construction keeps going And the world is increasingly decided by machines How can I be free when I don’t have anything? Watching a new war, built from an old machine, the bodies grow from the iron tree, hanging our hopes from a belief, walking the walk, shipping the shock that leads to talks, they protest the war, that leads to a final solution, It’s a suicide of a generation, a new genocide, the colonies are free, as long as everyones happy, as long as we’re alive, the stations are filled, only the hospitals remember, forget the bullets, the still images, those who eat the lead, lying with the dead, don’t think of forgiveness, the war still waged in a ceasefire, listen close, but don’t speak too loudly against the machine, This is it, make way for a new peace, This is it rebuild the vote, with a new ID, 2100 never happened, get your script, trade arms for food, disarm, and make me see, make me believe anything you want me to be, I can speak all the words, follow the mission, take me the battlefield of submission, reclassify a new iodine, scrubbing clean the hist we need, the threats always where we want to be, lets mine the blood, mind the love, give homage to a creed, thank our God, thank ourselves, shake hands with the devil, raise the rates and oil the machine, sending food with bombs, bullets with love, hey there have you seen her parents?