Turn around, they might be watching
And you never disappoint them
Hide your innocence before they see right through
You mustn’t disappoint them
You need the danger just to feel your heart beat
You need to die just to find your identity
You need the knife just to know that you can bleed
You need the pain now just to feel anything

We fall in line, we live the lie
Give up, give up and feed the machine
It grows inside, nowhere to hide
Give up, give up and feed the machine
Give up, give up and feed the machine

They pull you faster, the cadence calling
And you never fall behind
So choose a face, you’re only crawling now
You mustn’t fall behind
You need another death just to have a life to save
You need a master just so you can beg
You need a light just because you’re so afraid
Now bow and learn to be a good slave

Sleep, shhh, go back to sleep

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

Wake up, wake up and kill the machine
Wake up, wake up and kill the machine

(Anthony Armstrong, Joe Rickard, Rob Graves, Jasen Rauch, Mark Holman) © 2011 Sony/ATV Songs LLC / End Of Silence Music / Eden’s Lullaby (BMI) All rights on behalf of Sony/ATV Songs LLC, End Of Silence Music and Eden’s Lullaby administered by Sony/ATV. / Joe Rickard Publishing Designee / Logansong Music (BMI) / EMI Blackwood Music Inc (BMI). All rights administered by EMI Blackwood Music Inc. obo itself and Logansong Music (BMI). / Rygo Music / Art In The Fodder Music (BMI) admin. by Bug Music, Inc.