Lyrics

Our outlook is bleak but the moment is grand To be told we're independent is not enough We should strive for autonomous thoughts And your pride in you conformity is sickening This useless praise But this desire for focus triggers abuse Of an endless sense of insecurity We grasp at endless questions for a sense of hope It's not so simple to sit and wait We cannot embrace our roles blindly They're assigned They are assigned, based on the fact that we will accept Minds are in suspended animation Due to an attachment to this established lifestyle My existence will not be dictated like a reading from a book I will not be predetermined Our outlook is bleak When approval is all we crave and the moment is grand Your pride is sickening In your conformity But this moment is grand We should strive for autonomous thoughts Approval is all we crave!