"You started feeling out of sync with the lie
But try to speak it and you're out on exile
Why follow reason when you follow denial?
And you float
Down you go
While everybody's busy finding their side
Further apart, but falling further in line
We're going broke while they're making a dime
On our lives
All our lives
Because friend, friend, friend, enemy
Friend, friend, friend, enemy
Who really knows who's winning the most?
Who set the stage and who holds the rope?
Who really cares who matters the most?
Who's set to gain when clearing the smoke?"