You`re alone in the pack, you`re feeling like you wanna go home
You`re feeling life`s finished but you keep on going, the reason is there
You won`t find it till you`ve been and gone because you`re living a hoax
Someones got you sussed

Dull your brain or seek inspiration
You feel illusion and then you finally say transfer
Transform a machine to play with your head
So you can stand back and watch or take part and learn

If you don`t know the game, then you`re still part of it
Because out on the streets, it`s strange to see the show
Knowing full well that you`re on the range
Dodge the bullets or carry the gun, the choice is yours

Look at the controller, a Nazi with a social degree
A middle-class hero, a rapist with your eyes on me
Increase your masturbation, three cheers for the Nazi
You f**k, you`d wipe out spastics if you had the chance
But Jesus wouldn`t like it, no