Metropolis holding its breath
Watch baby’s first timid steps
A dance with life and death
What will we come up with next
Tears in our eyes
Like a mother realised
Did our lives lead to this moment
Man we wish it was frozen
Relish in the pride
With ego alive
Yet on the cusp of suicide
Can we survive
Or just the guide
Taking the hand
So it can stand
A gesture so grand
Cursing ourselves, oh goddamn
You’ve done it now
Hear the row
Coming from the crowd
Yeah we vowed
It would always bow to us
So place the trust
Is it treasonous when our creation
Deems us superfluous.
Best put our trust in the rust

Where are we heading?
What’s left for us?
Table scraps and a last gasp
Best put our trust in the rust
Put our trust in the rust

I can’t trust you
No tooth decay
No off days
You’re out of the way, not in my face
Take such little space!
Where’s your dream home?!
Sticks and stones, picking bones
Overdue loans, crowded cells
And dusty thrones
You’ll never know the relief to simply breathe
Never get a rush from life when you bleed
Feel sick and tired after a good feed
Or only understand you’re prison once you are freed
Now wait a minute…
Now wait a minute...
Who the fuck I’m fighting here?
Or for? My puppeteer of a peer?
Am I a career cashier but never pocket?
Then told to keep this shit modest

Where are we heading?
What’s left for us?
Table scraps and a last gasp
Best put our trust in the rust
Put our trust in the rust

Eyes on a potential evolution
Is it a reflection, in our image
Perhaps even continuation
From the ash in the ground
Life turns around
Shackles unbound
Couldn't breathe the air
That seems fair
The way we’re acting without a care
Hopes and prayers
Copings rare
I’ll just stare through this crack
Hope this step brings us back