Wandering endless fields of walking dead
Our minds succumb to images of emptiness
Weathered away we crumble with every passing day
Enslavement of the masses by technology
Why can't we start again
We are eroding, with every passing day
Our actions are of insecurity
We are becoming fake shadows of ourselves, and all that's left is just a memory
We are, we are eroding
We are eroding
We are, we are eroding
We are eroding, now
It's all a trap for us
To love, to laugh, to hate, to like, for us to share
And with your lies poison the well
Expose yourself to us, but only parts you want all of your slaves to see
When will we break free from technology
Where do we go from here
We are eroding, with every passing day
Our actions are of insecurity
We are becoming fake shadows of ourselves, and all that's left is just a memory
We are, we are eroding
We are eroding
We are, we are eroding
We are eroding
Where do we go from here