text: Then the soul arrives
  With the complications
  A cacophony so bright
  In, surrounded, petrified
  Its our need to find
  Out everything about why
  Its our greed defining
  Everything about why
  So you go to work
  Then you try to sleep it off
  Insecurities are ripe
  Sos the need to make it stop
  Dont ask me to explain
  Were just cars stuck in this race
  The sun beats down
  The liquid evaporates around
  A common dream is waking up
  As someone special
  Defend your scene and make your mark
  This futile dream fits you well