It’s a great day for addiction, so you can save yourself again
From drowning in all the false hope of everything we’ve come to trust
All this time blending in, denying what we have within
A false sense of identity masquerading as security

So batten down the hatches boys it’s time to take control
With fists raised high our voices cry
Who the fuck’s willing to help salvage our lives
We won’t be held responsible, responsible for this
Nation state, along for the ride in this hell-bound state of grace

It’s just below the surface and you can scratch it if you try
So start peeling away the tattered layers and stop living this lie
Take your life back from them biting at the hand that keeps you
Comfortably numb to it all while it’s tearing apart and the seems

So batten down the hatches boys it’s time to take control
With fists raised high our voices cry
Who the fuck’s willing to help salvage our lives
We won’t be held responsible, responsible for this

This fat cat can’t fit his crown
So stand right up
Who is it that you believe?
Why don’t you tell me
Just what you want me to hear
They built this up so we can tear it all back down
Each brick by brick
Will take its turn and fall
Scream aloud as I’m still deafened by the silence of all this sound

We won’t be held responsible, responsible for this