Mundane

We're all just random pawns
Playing a game that just drags on
The mundane may have a higher call
But be sure it's never the one we want

Unamused or too enthused
We all sustain our soul's abuse

Reach out
Reach out to touch the voice in my head
Medicate to break and take what's left
I'm ashamed to say that we might be here just to waste away
Is anything at random?
Are these events prefixed in tandem?
Is the timeline bound to break?
Do my actions or factions determinate?

Break memories
We anticipate nothing
Pathetic display
Just to control something
Brain waves in a haze
Got us sleeping for days
Self worship disguised as a deity

At the altar praying for intervention
What is sacred you turn into superstition
Ignorance of self importance
Self worship

Reach out to touch the voice in my head
Medicate to break and take what's left
I heard you say it's all a part of the plan
Consider fate might be for the hell of it

We fill our hands with empty tasks
And pray our lives so short will last
I don't think you're as involved as they say you are
Free will can not exist with predetermined scars

Reach out to touch the voice in my head
Medicate to break and take what's left
I heard you say it's all a part of the plan
Consider fate might be for the hell of it